As that song goes - “And so this is Christmas and a Happy New Year,” it was John and Yoko I think, but never mind all that guff - are you surviving it all? Yes, I am as well, just about, as some would have it - as we struggle to maintain a certain amount of sanity and enjoy our stay here in the UK over Christmastide. First of all, making a wild guess, this year we have received approximately 8 (eight) Christmas cards from our loved ones and those who profess to like us. In another decade, we would be struggling to find space for our ‘Chrissy cards,’ but at the moment they have been artfully arranged around the small surface directly in front of the small television in our kitchen/diner. Normally, I am not a pedant, but in return for at least 37 (thirty-seven) cards sent out, I think that a measly eight in return is a bit of a poor show don’t you? If you have received one of our expensively purchased cards, yet have not been bothered to send one in return - that’s it, never again. As someone who has really nice handwriting, I was always in demand before Christmas to write cards as my ‘copperplate’ approach was incredibly classy. But, if you just want to send a selfie of yourselves along with your sprogs via social-media and telling all who wish to know that you will be sending the money, you’ve saved, in not buying Christmas cards to charity, I will personally hate you even more. This, for being both parsimonious, (Charity? What charity!) along with being totally self-obsessed and irritatingly holier-than-thou at the same time. This practice is known as “Posting a Boast,” You have been warned!