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"All over for another year."

I had a Christmas and I had a birthday. Thank you for your greetings and pretty pictures and cards. Lovely things.

On my birthday I did lunch with a friend, then shopping, then my Brother and sister in law visited, then my friend and her two gorgeous girls. Then we had takeaway and interspersed throughout there were presents and loveliness. Then I waited for my friend P to arrive for a much delayed rendezvous. And she arrived and it was grand. For 5 minutes. Then my ulcer exploded and I was ill and ill and ill with yuckiness. And she took me home with my head in a bucket amid much groaning.

I stayed up. I would say it was to await Santa, but my head remained in the bucket for a significant number of hours, so I didn't see him arrive. Still I then slept and woke up moderately refreshed. Christmas fare took the form of cream crackers and a particularly daring baked potato, which was slightly untraditional, but never mind.

P continuing her very kind friendness collected me and took me to my mother's, and there were yet more presents and the aforementioned exciting potato meal, then friends visited and then family. It was,despite the inauspicious start a rather lovely day.

Presents were very much of the good, including books, cds and dvds, vouchers for books and theatre tickets, perfume, (nice) clothes, alcohol and chocs. In fact there were only two items that invited incredulity - a calander - which was perfectly sweet, with pictures of cute kitten, but was approx A3 sized and bigger than comprehensible (with nowhere to write on) and a filofax from 1990. (And I know I sound evil, but I'm mocking with love and gratitude.)

And it's still not over, with one pile o'presents left to open.

Work tomorrow - which, the least said about the better. I am wondering if I can get in ridiculously early to get it over and done with, but the early morning Lola doesn't really talk to me and I don't think she'll play along.

Merry Christmas folks - it's all just starting this side of the pond, I know some of you have practically done, so I hope you had fun - I'm now sitting here gathering energy to go and visit the folks and get the present thing underway! Whee!!!!

I can't help it, it's a weakness!

So, if you want a greetings card of any degree of festivity or not, let me have your address. I can be relied upon not to sell it to pirates (although it may not be safe from ninjas).

If you have given me your address in any previous communication frenzy, please do not think that this means I still have it, it could very likely have been shredded. Plus I think some of you have moved.

Go on, you know you want to!

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