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Cards
We used to send out cards in my mother's name to assure her old aquaintance that she still remembered them. It was a kindly fiction. We haven't done it this year.
We haven't sent out cards in our own names either. Who needs cards when there's email and messaging? It's become an older generation thing- and was always a bit of a chore- a convention one observed because everybody else did- which is silly. I know other people love giving and receiving them. Not me.
Also this year there are postal strikes. Why add to the pressure on an already staggering system? I saw a story that sacks of undelivered mail have been dumped outside Post Office depots and foxes have been eating them.
I'm not knocking Christmas, just cards. This Christmas will, in fact, be the busiest we've known in years.
We haven't sent out cards in our own names either. Who needs cards when there's email and messaging? It's become an older generation thing- and was always a bit of a chore- a convention one observed because everybody else did- which is silly. I know other people love giving and receiving them. Not me.
Also this year there are postal strikes. Why add to the pressure on an already staggering system? I saw a story that sacks of undelivered mail have been dumped outside Post Office depots and foxes have been eating them.
I'm not knocking Christmas, just cards. This Christmas will, in fact, be the busiest we've known in years.
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