Robert Frost | Randox | Sleep study | Eider ducks | Climate change songs
On the morning of 9/11, my husband and I were the only visitors at the home of Robert Frost, high in the White Mountains in New Hampshire, where he returned from England as the first world war began (Editorial, 8 November). To be asked to sit in his chair and hold his writings was a privilege I will never forget. To look across at the mountains, feel the calm he must have felt, the “ordinary” belying the power of his poetry, is not lost today.
Jean Jackson
Seer Green, Buckinghamshire
• For the cost of the Covid contracts secured by Randox, the company Owen Paterson lobbied for, we could have settled our dues to Iran, and Nazanin Zaghari-Ratcliffe might well be home now (Report, 5 November).
Marion Worth
Newport