Christmas Post

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Watched The Grumpy Guide to Christmas last night - amusing, if not predictable.
All those so called celebs telling us how much they hate Christmas, but obviously revelling in the revenue that moaning about it brings by talking about it on TV. As Ozzy Osbourne said "When I was a practising alcoholic it was the best time of the year, but when you don't drink it's just another day".
They also talked about sending (or not sending) cards at Christmas and how you always get one from someone who you have never heard of. Me, cynical as ever, thought - that never really happens, it's just you have forgotten or something.
But, another one of those coincidences that aren't  really coincidences happened this morning.
 
I received a Christmas card through the post this morning... from someone I've never heard of. 
                                                                   Or maybe forgotten. 
I don't recognise the handwriting and I have scrutinised the postmark, which only tells me that it has gone through the Sheffield Mail Centre, yesterday.
So, to whoever sent the card, thankyou for thinking of me. I wish you best wishes for Christmas and the New Year, too. And I haven't really forgotten you, just your details are awaiting process somewhere in my memory.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Made me smile... I went and got some Christmas cards last week... you don't want to know the cost of buying them in a country that does not celebrate Yuletide..

Primarily they were to give back to anyone who gave to me... and no one has... except a girl from Facebook who I have never met and have no idea where she lives or how she got my address....!!!!!
22 December 2011 at 07:51
Helen Baggott said…
Have a lovely Christmas!

Last weekend my parents were having a heated debate over a card they received. I'm not convinced either of them was right.

They must know the send, just not by those names.
22 December 2011 at 08:59
Rosalie Warren said…
Too late for Christmas, but may I wish you a Happy New Year, Lexia, to you and yours

Ros xx
30 December 2011 at 09:50
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