Dear Mrs Dill
I am writing to you to tell you that I recognise your work at the swimming centre, your pools are the cleanest I’ve seen in years. I also really enjoy frequently visiting the children’s leisure area with my cousin Robyn (she loves it). Knowing that you work so hard in what you do I am going to invite you to a party being hosted at my house. There won’t be more that forty people there. They are all mostly neighbours. It will be on the 24th of January, I really hope you can come.
Dear Mr and Mrs Donkey,
Considering you are our neighbor(s), I would like to formally invite you to our dinner party we are having, to celebrate Husband turning Forty. Frequently, we would ask you to come to our home for this occasion, but we have booked a special table at the leisure centre’s cafe. We would be sitting at a private table, so hopefully you could recognise us at our table. Make sure to dress in a formal atire, for if you do not, it would be a bit awkward because most of us will be dressed up.
“Hello!” said Lucy, “Fancy seeing you here. Last time we met it was in a familiar place. So, what have you been up to recently?”
“Well,” I replied “I have been catching up with X-Factor, I haven’t watched it in a long while! Have you?”
“Yes, I have and I think that Sophie Sillington shall win, she ha an especially good voice and she’s so young. She definitely deserves it.”
“I agree but you cannot persuade me to not vote for Joe Messingborough!” I replied, “He has so much personality, he’s mischievous and he is the committee of my favorite band!
“Hi Joe!” exclaimed Olly fiddling through his bag with a mischievous smile fix on his face. “Hello Olly,” spat out Joe, his dislike flowing like a river through his words.
“Hey, are you still mad about me persuading you to open that box, I didn’t mean it to happen,” Olly said calmly with a familiar sly voice. “Anyway, have you heard…the committee has tried to get us a new skatepark at the bottom of the hill? It’s gonna be made out of concrete which is especially good for scooters.”
“Well done, you finally know something,” Joe muttered under his breath sarcastically. “What else do you know?”
“Well I know that…oh, you said that sarcastically didn’t you!” said Olly in annoyance, turning away and walking up the aisle.