The last ten days whirled by . By some sort of miracle there was a turkey and industrial quantities of olives . YD worked her own miracle by managing to make a detour via Marks on her dash from work, leaping on and off trams , and grabbing one of the last Chritmas puds. on her way to the train north from Amsterdam , on Tuesday . Husband persuaded our wizened tree to perch in the corner without toppling , though rather ruined it by his aside , "That's a very ugly tree" . I keep on expecting it to keel over , its self confidence totally destroyed . I find myself murmuring encouragement , every time I pass it .
Never mind , if needs be , I'll hastily copy the local library's clever idea ....
So , with apologies for the delay , I wish you all a wonderfully Merry Christmas however you're celebrating, !
Turning 40 in Rome
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