The lost art of letterheads

One of the pleasures of the letters from unhappy ministers to the Prime Minister last week (though not, presumably, for the recipient) was the assortment of letterheads from Whitehall departments we saw in the papers. One was from Nadhim Zahawi, on HM Treasury writing paper. It’s a fair bet that most of Mr Z’s communication these days is by email or text or WhatsApp. Yet when it came to calling for Boris Johnson to resign, nothing would do but a letter with the Treasury insignia to indicate that the writer was staying where he was.

There are so few opportunities nowadays to show off a letterhead that they have become a special medium. In a charity shop the other day I bought up some blank correspondence cards from a gentleman called Sir John Cecil-Williams of Hampstead Heath, simply for the pleasure of the formal type and layout. You had the title and name, so even if the sender signed himself just ‘John’, you would know who it was – useful for those with rubbish signatures. Once this was how the better-off communicated; the working classes did so by normal postcard. Given that the recipient would receive the card on the day of posting, it was fabulously efficient.

Naturally, I consulted Dear Mary on this. She observed that ‘almost all communications now are by email and so today you need a letterhead mainly because you are self-important or aware that what you have to say might need to be kept for posterity’. That’s Zahawi, then. The more expensive letterheads are embossed, so you have the sensual pleasure of running your fingers over the raised lettering. A letter or correspondence card with letterheads gives a sense of formality that has become quite thrilling.