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Thursday, 21 December 2017
I no longer send cards; just Emails, plus greetings via my blog page.
Lady Magnon, however, likes actual cardboard cards, and has recently been distributing them to one and all.
I believe that, included in her distribution this year were one or two to right plonkers that I wouldn't piss on if I found them on fire; and she was duly ticked off. We all have moments of madness (actually, I never have them). Sorry, but if you're off my Christmas card list; you STAY off.
It wasn't so long ago that we would receive anything up to 100 cards every Christmas, but I would be surprised if this year we have much more than 20. The whole idea of sending cards in stamped envelopes has almost died-out.
I actually welcome this trend, as receiving last minute cards from those we'd forgotten always involved an awful rush to get one off before the last posting date. It was a right pain.
One may not be able to prop a Christmas Email with the other stiffies on the mantelpiece, but I suppose that's progress.
If anyone receives a greeting from ME at Christmas, they should know that it was sent with sincerity, and genuine good wishes; never by mistake.
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!