Lucky to be alive
Sir: I loved Matthew Parris's article the other week: 'celestial strains of a violin made my soul soar' (Another voice, 22 September). Whether it is music, a beautiful painting, an unexpected act of kindness, a happy child's smile, we can all be touched. I was cantering across a rolling piece of countryside recently on a lovely horse; good old turf underfoot with my dog sometimes ahead, sometimes delving into the undergrowth, and once going potty in a fast gallop on a circle with her tail between her legs in sheer exhilaration at being alive — and then coming back to a walk. All quiet and peace, and I was deeply touched with happiness and delight. There are so many problems for so many in the world but, Christ, aren't I lucky just to be here just now?
Charlotte Steel London SW6
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