25 FEBRUARY 1955, Page 20

OUT COLD

S1R,—Poor little Xanny Boy seems to have been frolicking with the pixies in the Cornish moonlight, and become a little pixilated.

Give him the choicest Cornish pasty money can buy, with my compliments, in return for the only laugh I have had in a flu-depressed week. I think he has earned it.—Yours faithfully, Sunday Express, Fleet Street, London, E.C.4