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Phoebe-Mirabelle! "Baited" breath! What a life the Yvette-Yerrets live...

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🤣 Indeed!

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🤣🤣🤣

Very good, Terry.

Tarquin ... great name, and very apt for the vibe (no offence to anyone named Tarquin).

I knew a Thorfin once. I always thought that was a cool name.

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Thanks Nathan. Thorfin? Wow. Why couldn't I have been called Thorfin? A name to be reckoned with.

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Oh Terry, this is soooo relatable - and I don't mean that I have any 2024 experiences in common with either Yerret or Yvette or their apparently idyllic lifestyle! I LOVE reading round-robin Christmas letters - I've never sent one, but golly, I always love to receive them. It's nice to have news from people, even if I find myself having to take a pinch of salt for a paragraph or two.

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You mean you LIKE them?

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Yes! So there. I still giggle about them, though, and don’t dare to write one of my own…. although my next post here in Substack is going to be a review of my year, so hmmmmm, perhaps I AM one of THOSE people….. 🤔

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Oh the Christmas letter— where the author feels the need to describe every moment of the year. They are usually three pages long.

Your letter has the head bump intrigue. Well done.

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I did think of making it three pages long, with loads of photos (or cartoons) -- "and this is us in front of the Taj Mahal", " and this is Tarquin giving a talk to the UN" -- but I really couldn't face it. Even as a joke it made me feel icky. Thanks for "well done" 😃

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Hilarious! You nailed it, Terry. Specially loved the "baited" breath. I detest Christmas letters! They go immediately into the bin, unread. Bragfest is the word, all right. Who needs them? This of course, coming from someone whose Christmas letter would have absolutelynothing to report...

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haha! Thanks, Sharron. I'm the same: straight into the bin or recycling. As for writing them, I figure that if people were interested, or if I were interested in interesting them, I'd be in touch with them more frequently than one a year, and in more personal manner to boot.

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Yes- I know this genre very well...

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🤣 I wonder if anybody at all enjoys reading them!

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I do! But then, I'm absolutely rubbish at maintaining relationships with people, so I'm always grateful that they bother! ALSO: what and who else would we gossip about over the Christmas turkey, hmmmm? 😉

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" I'm absolutely rubbish at maintaining relationships with people". Yes, I can attest to that. The very first time we met in real life you drenched me in coffee (or was it milk?). Typical.

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I drenched you in both, as I recall. No, that’s wrong - Elaine wore the coffee, you wore the milk. I AM STILL VERY, VERY SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Yeah, well, it's a bit late now, innit. Typical. 😂

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Love it. Well done. Enjoy your festive season. 🥳🥳

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Thanks very much, Beth! You too. 😁

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Hahahah!! I love this. The Annual Humble-Brag Reports. I was a holiday letter-writer for many years, though they often weren't sent out until after a new year rolled in. Imperfection for the win! Now, I condense whatever drivel I decide is worth sharing into just a few lines. I have a love-hate relationship with holiday greetings. I am thrilled to stay in touch (as it were) but prefer when there are at least a few personalized words. I'm a dying breed in that regard.

Baited breath. 🤣😂🤣

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Thanks, Elizabeth! "I am thrilled to stay in touch (as it were) but prefer when there are at least a few personalized words." I'm exactly the same! 😃

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Oh my. Such a limp-hand shake of a complaint voiced as fancied Christmas cheer. This one is precious

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LOL! Thanks, Jill. Glad you liked it. 😂

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I guess I am lucky in some ways. I rarely get cards or letters from anyone. The complaint is it cost too much and so I get e-mailed cards and letters. Yea me

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Thanks, Paul. We don’t receive many either, so the deluge is manageable!

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I & / my family have gotten these Christmas letters before. It's an exercise in pointless station keeping. Sometimes it's symptomatic of OCD.

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OCD? possibly, I hadn’t thought of that 😊

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I'm undiagnosed, because nobody knew MUCH OF ANYTHING About OCD, Asperger's, etc. when I was younger. Most doctors still believed in phrenology & used LEECHES when I was younger !

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Blimey! Even I'm not THAT old! 🤣

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66 years old, somedays I feel like an 18 year old, sometimes I feel like Rameses the Mediocre. 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♀️

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I knew Methuselah when he was a wee lad. But I still feel like a 25 year old. Chortle!

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I see MANY ATTRACTIVE FEMALES, yet I'm fairly gut - level certain that IF I commented them on how attractive or " comely " they are that I'd face some sort of disciplinary action up to, but not restricted to fines, etc., IF I WAS LUCKY. I'm still too CUTE to be locked up. 🔏

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