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Hoses of the Holy in the Parallel Universe

December 20, 2005

last chance to send a stupid piece of cardboard to someone who you never see and don't even like much if you're honest

i just thought i'd remind you that if you live in the uk, today is your last chance to send a christmas card to that special someone.

on the whole, i tend not to bother. i'm sort of not part of a family this year so that makes it a bit more complicated. some people DID get one but it's not an exact science. most of the "inner circle" didn't get one. the inner circle know each other too well and are far too cool to fall for all that commercial nonsense. in fact, if i got a christmas card from most people in the inner circle, it would be a danger sign more than anything.

i sent about five. to people i don't know very well. my first ever girlfriend sent me a card and she's inner circle but we've always sent cards so that's different. i might possibly have sent a couple more, but i missed the overseas posting dates by a surprisingly (to me) wide margin.

we used to pass christmas cards around in the office, but thankfully that seems to have ceased, unless there's going to be a last-minute deluge. someone in the office has given me a christmas card today, and i don't know if i should knock a quick one up now to give back. maybe cross out the names in the card i've just been given and return it as from me.

if you are going to send cards, today is a very good day to do it because it will be too late for the recipient to send one back, which is an added bonus. in my twisted mind, anyway.


  • It is an odd thing, isn't it.

    I suspect that the motives, when passing xmas cards started in Victorian Times, were suspect anyway, and founded in self-interest; an excellent way of getting your name under the nose of somebody who you didn't otherwise have the social ranking to greet informally in person.

    And there's a great deal of guilt involved: you have to blanket bomb everyone with cards just in case they send you one, in order to avoid the great pangs of guilt for not reciprocating.

    I've discovered that my handwriting has taken a bit of a nose dive too. It's like spelling and grammar. You just don't need to exercise the faculty anymore and it falls under the ploughshare. It looks like it was written by some inky tumbleweed.

    And there is always that feeling that if you analysed the giving of xmas cards, like the fashion industry, the whole thing would disappear in a puff of smoke back up its own arsehole.

    I suppose I'm risking the accusation of being a miserable git, but that's probably because I am one.

    By Blogger SimonHolyHoses, at 7:32 am  

  • I've been cutting down on them, and leave them all to my wife to sort out.

    All the corporate ones I get at work go straight in the bin. But even they're considerably reduced this year

    By Blogger bot37363838, at 7:37 am  

  • I too have cut right back, and any that arrive now will get an e-card at most.

    I mean, like, do they really care...?

    By Blogger Lisa Rullsenberg, at 8:31 am  

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