Crads

I am rubbish at sending christmas cards. Always forget it and then get really grumpy because they'll never get there on time and we haven't got any left so have to go find some and then the address book which was eaten by reindeer last year can't be found and anyway I would much rather be making mince pies or other festive delights than scribbling cards.

But as it's one of the few regular communications I have with elderly relatives and friends who are in galaxies far, far away I do eventually get round to it. Although, by the time most turn up they will be Happy New Year cards.

(Interesting aside: I heard a minister on the radio last year say that he reckoned they should all be sent out after xmas not before. Something to do with them being an announcement of christ's birth and you wouldn't do that before the bairn arrived now would you! I think I'll follow his example)

The boys took pity on me and offered to help. Which made for an interesting event... eldest being mildly dyslexic and the youngest just plain bonkers! Imagine writing cards with drunken elves and you've got the idea.

So to those of you who normally receive a card from us sometime around the 4th of January... I wouldn't hold your breath. More than likely the have gone into the 'confused and befuddled' sack at the post office. However If they do arrive they may be addressed to another random friend or relative and if it is the right card (small miracle), well the chances of someone having been left out or anyone's name being the correct spelling are very high.

But whether a card arrives from a stranger, it is addressed to the dog or you've fallen off your chair laughing at the fact that we managed to send a card at all... know that we love you all and our intentions are the best.

MERY CISTMAs!!!!