So ends 2018, wasn’t it?
Just back from my extended shopping trips that have been going on for the past few months then blow me down, I was robbed. No presents left at all.
Ask me about the amazing story of how it came about. You would not believe it. It’s just like fiction. And the exciting presents that I bought you are no more than in my imagination, now.
So it looks like it’s back to Tatts for a test of our good luck together. It’s too late to be giving you a chance to participate but if the numbers do come up (as I was promised) TBA then I guess you will be happy enough to excuse the thoughtless —I miss typed, I meant thoughtfulness— that has gone into this selection.
Fingers crossed on all those points.
Have a great new year, anyway. xxxx