SIR – My mother’s wedding was both green and economical (Letters, June 3). She married in 1945, just after my father was demobbed, and made a rather impressive dress – complete with train – out of my father’s now redundant parachute. My father wore his RAF uniform, because he had no other suit. I can remember the parachute-silk petticoats my mother and I wore for many years afterwards, which she made from the dress and its remnants. Kate Alexander A pipe of peace SIR – Andrew Graham’s letter (June 3) reminded me of when carriages had corridors. Placing a pipe in my mouth, not necessarily smoking it, usually guaranteed a compartment to myself.