I totally disagree with Jonathan Jones’s review of the Grayson Perry retrospective (Grayson Perry: Smash Hits review – English self-mockery without insight or depth, 24 July). Why object to “Englishness” in Edinburgh during the international festival? Would he object to a Vermeer exhibition portraying “Dutchness”? As for Alan Measles, surely an artist is at liberty to portray his muse as often as is appropriate?
Shirley Hetherington
Great Ayton, North Yorkshire
• My grandfather’s Sunday lunch never varied: three “small” Yorkshires with gravy for a starter (as all Yorkshire people should), another couple with the roast, then three more for afters with jam on them (Yorkshire puddings: three weird, delicious ways to eat Britain’s favourite regional delicacy, 26 July). They finished him off at 88 years. Granny outlived him, having spent 50 years going backwards and forwards to the oven.
Jan Clark
Everdon, Northamptonshire
• As a child, one of my favourites for “afters” was a Yorkshire pudding with golden syrup – cheap and very cheerful.
Lynne Dixon
London
• At a smart restaurant in Limousin in the 90s, we were intrigued to hear Je T’aime, Moi Non Plus being played in the background, but rather put out to recognise that, rather than Jane Birkin (Obituary, 16 July) and Serge Gainsbourg, it was being sung by Gorden Kaye and Vicki Michelle.
Bill Goodall
Stone, Staffordshire
• “Slow running” (24 July)? Whatever happened to jogging?
Margaret Squires
St Andrews, Fife
