Monday, December 17, 2007
'Tis the season to be jolly.......
The Christmas cards are starting to fall through the letter box, I had a big influx this weekend. From the middle of quite a lot of them fell the mass produced Christmas Round Robin. I have nothing against this an approach for people to update their chums with news, and I guess you could say this blog is a drip feed of the same information.
What I find strange though is that they are all so happy. People go away for numerous holidays in really posh parts of the world, as do their children, all of whom are doing jolly well in their chosen careers. Everyone is in good health, happily married and looking forward to grand kids, and they always end with the obligatory 'do come and visit' invitation.
Well, I'm sorry, but where is all the doom and gloom........
"Hello, welcome to our annual Christmas Round Robin. I hope you all enjoy our annual summary of the year, although we have to say this has been yet another shit one. Rodney was made redundant early on, as part of the downsizing work at the DWP, and being a civil servant you would have thought he would have been buffered from the cock up at the Child Support Agency, but no such luck. Why they are still looking for those missing disks is beyond me, as some Russian IP address based villain has whizz several thousand out of our savings account. Now that money was reserved for our Waynes wedding to Natalie and that has now had to be put on hold, meaning the baby will arrive out of wedlock, so to speak. Darren is fine though, we visited him last week, and he now has a job in the kitchen which should get him extra turkey come Christmas Day. He is expecting to be transferred to a facility nearer to home next year so we are all looking forward to that. The house is still a disaster zone, although the floors and walls have been tiled and plastered. We do have to wait another three months though before we move back in. The stream has been diverted but its all a bit like shutting the door after the horse has bolted. I must admit I will not be sad to see the back of the ruddy caravan. I don't think we will be using it for our holidays again as the memories will be too painful. Still I now have the festivities to plan for, although what with the Christmas Club going tits up and Northern Rock threatening to fore-close on us I am not sure what I will be able to get in. Still its the thought that counts isn't it? So enough from us, you know we would love to see any of you who want to visit us here in Leicester, the inter-racial street warfare seems to have settled down, and we are allowed out after dark once more, so can get to the pub and the Indian takeaway on the corner has introduced a delivery service, turkey madras, sprout marsala and parsnip rice are doing a roaring trade.. Seasons greetings to you and yours. Rodney and Doreen"
Still if the Queen can go public on her Annus Horribilis why not a few more people?
What I find strange though is that they are all so happy. People go away for numerous holidays in really posh parts of the world, as do their children, all of whom are doing jolly well in their chosen careers. Everyone is in good health, happily married and looking forward to grand kids, and they always end with the obligatory 'do come and visit' invitation.
Well, I'm sorry, but where is all the doom and gloom........
"Hello, welcome to our annual Christmas Round Robin. I hope you all enjoy our annual summary of the year, although we have to say this has been yet another shit one. Rodney was made redundant early on, as part of the downsizing work at the DWP, and being a civil servant you would have thought he would have been buffered from the cock up at the Child Support Agency, but no such luck. Why they are still looking for those missing disks is beyond me, as some Russian IP address based villain has whizz several thousand out of our savings account. Now that money was reserved for our Waynes wedding to Natalie and that has now had to be put on hold, meaning the baby will arrive out of wedlock, so to speak. Darren is fine though, we visited him last week, and he now has a job in the kitchen which should get him extra turkey come Christmas Day. He is expecting to be transferred to a facility nearer to home next year so we are all looking forward to that. The house is still a disaster zone, although the floors and walls have been tiled and plastered. We do have to wait another three months though before we move back in. The stream has been diverted but its all a bit like shutting the door after the horse has bolted. I must admit I will not be sad to see the back of the ruddy caravan. I don't think we will be using it for our holidays again as the memories will be too painful. Still I now have the festivities to plan for, although what with the Christmas Club going tits up and Northern Rock threatening to fore-close on us I am not sure what I will be able to get in. Still its the thought that counts isn't it? So enough from us, you know we would love to see any of you who want to visit us here in Leicester, the inter-racial street warfare seems to have settled down, and we are allowed out after dark once more, so can get to the pub and the Indian takeaway on the corner has introduced a delivery service, turkey madras, sprout marsala and parsnip rice are doing a roaring trade.. Seasons greetings to you and yours. Rodney and Doreen"
Still if the Queen can go public on her Annus Horribilis why not a few more people?
Labels: Annus Horribilis, child support, DWP, floods, leicester
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