Reading the Seymour Nurse obituary (10 May) brought back many happy memories of how, as a Burnley schoolboy, I was privileged to watch Lancashire League cricket when the likes of Seymour Nurse, Wes Hall, Conrad Hunte, Collie Smith, Lance Gibbs and Charlie Griffith were all club professionals. These great West Indians brought such a high standard to league cricket and were the reason for my life-long love of the game.
Chris Holdsworth
Burnley, Lancashire
• Derek Hall (Letters, 9 May) asks why concessionary bus passes only allow the purchase of single fares. Presumably they have decided that the nearer we are to the end of life’s long journey, the less likely we are to return. An example of the law of diminishing returns perhaps?
Caroline Betterton
Chichester, West Sussex
• My very thin-on-top father was told by his barber that his price was the same as that for customers with a full head of hair because it “included a search fee” (Letters, passim).
Judy Veness
Shaftesbury, Dorset
• The suggestion that hawthorn blossom “smells subversively of sex and death at the same time” in Carey Davies’ wonderful country diary (13 May) made me wish there was a Crataegus (hawthorn) necrophilia. Spring will never smell the same again!
Tim Davies
Batheaston, Somerset
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