Nice meeting you Mr. Beckett

Mr. Samuel Barclay Beckett, I am sorry to inform you that before this month, I knew nothing about you at all. However, thanks to your city Dublin, I have depart a much more knowledgeable person on the matter. First off, congratulations on winning the Nobel Prize in literature! 1969 must have been a very good year for you (much better than 1989 I’ll warrant!).
I became acquainted with you at your alma mater, Trinity College. It was in the ‘old library’, probably very near the way it was during your time, that I saw your wrinkly photo and read your notes under the glass. I couldn't read your scrawl very well. Next, we met at Dublin's public library where they had an advanced multimedia set up with movie clips and interviews. I watched a bit of 'Waiting for Godot'.

Throughout the National Gallery your "Passion for Painting" was documented. In the exhibition there were many sketches of you and bits of your work in progress. If we are ever there together you should tell me how you feel about the Rembrandt there. They say this was one of ’your favourite Dublin haunts’. The Photographic Archives exhibition is stuffed with photos from your plays. While browsing the Irish Film Institute there were films by and about you. Now that I have read many of your poems, letters, memos and translations, looked through photos, films and mementos, I might say that you are a fairly agreeable fellow (despite your minimalist and pessimistic nature). If you are in Dublin again (which is highly unlikely since you are dead) you should thank the city for such a generous centenary. It was almost comforting seeing your now familiar face in many windows and on banners. Tell them to get a different photo to display though, the one they are using now isn't very flattering! cheers,
Angela