Dear Pater,
Slightly stung with indignation and a bit of guilt thrown in, ref the birthday bash.
Let me elaborate:
- the turnip, well yes, OK, that was jolly good
- the broom; I think you can draw your own conclusions
- the sandals; hmmm, fair enough, and may be the start of a fashion
- the sand; apparently someone's idea of a joke in case I don't know what the broom's for
- the stick, which I though quite original, turns out to be a replacement shaft for the broom
- and the lump of cheese is, it appears, soap
All in all a touch utilitarian. Never mind, they're jolly nice really (I mean my Earth family, not the presents).
That's all for now,
Love to mama.
PS - no pressie from the Realm, yet. May have fallen down a worm hole?
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4 comments:
eh mr g..stop being a meanie and strike down a very expensive gift for the lad...! do i detect a slowing down in blogging????? C'MON!!! (as in your neuron one...) xxx j
You have me dead to rights, as usual, janelle. I have instantly and belatedly published a post, this very minute. Ta for the shove.
teena - if you read this, do you have comments enabled on your blog? I couldn't post there ...
What about the myrrh??
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