Fur's not on
Sir: Knowing nothing about this creature called Petronella Wyatt — sounds vaguely similar to that other animal Cruella De Vil — I feel compelled to put pen to paper in response to her rather tired and outdated argument about the fur issue (Diary, 11 January). Had she, as journalists are sup- posed to do, done any form of research, other than through her charlady — whatev- er that term means to the Nineties kid she would probably have realised that cam- paigners such as Peta (People for the Ethi- cal Treatment of Animals) have done theirs. Personally, I have no problem about posing naked in Vienna, or Budapest, or the moon if it merely helps bring to light the unnecessary cruelty that is unavoidable when a fur garment is created. It is crea- tures like Petronella who help keep alive the ridiculous notion that it is merely lefties from Islington or butch dykes who hate fur — any Nineties woman who has any moral obligation to herself and the world as a whole should feel that wearing fur now is simply not on.
Tamara Beckwith
98 White Lion Street, London N1
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