It's a spoof round robin Aridane. Janet and Roy have cornered the market on inappropriate boasting. This is an example from previous years...
Dear
The Christmas tree is up and I’m allowing myself a lovely glass of sherry (very reasonably priced from Aldi, if you haven’t yet ventured in). Roy is wrestling with the outdoor light-up reindeer, quite awful, I know, but the children do love them. What better time to think back over the year, reach out and touch up old friends!
The year opened with quite an adventure: a trip to Prague! We did feel so daring. It’s known for “stag nights” but the young men we met on the plane were delightful, and ever so helpful when I had a spot of the old bother. The air hostesses were very quick with the serviettes too and the hotel got the stain out so all in all we counted it as a success!
And then before we knew it, it was time for the Musical. We’re convinced that it was Roy’s tremendous efforts with the stage effects – can you imagine conjuring up two dozen horses out of wire coat-hangers and papier mache? But it just made the production and everyone was singing “Oklahoma!” for weeks! – that got him voted onto the Amateur Dramatics Props Committee.
The children (not really children anymore, of course!) are doing well and it’s lovely to have Helen home. You can’t see the bump yet and we’re assured that by the time you can, Kyle will be back and everything can be sorted out. Fortunately he does look quite military in the photo, so when we say he’s away... people just assume!
Meanwhile Colin and Vic have their hands full with her three girls, (from her previous two marriages), and, while personally I had my doubts, the new pony is working out rather well, although it’s a shame about the patio windows. The eldest is almost 12 so we’ve had to ask them to stay out of our “special room”, although it’s all rather tamer nowadays. Roy’s hip means he can’t use the swing anymore, and we don’t trust the equipment since Pauline dropped the key through the floorboards and we had to call a locksmith to release Frederico - he’s Italian so took it all in his stride, but it was rather expensive.
And the autumn bought a piece of marvellous news; I was made Slimmer of the Year and the girls from the club all had a whip-round and took me to McDonalds for a celebration! Their little joke – we had the McSalads, of course! Only another 10 pounds and then I can enjoy a chocolate finger.
Roy’s loving being retired and the garden has never looked lovelier – apart from the weather, of course. I’m still keeping my end up with the white stuff which paid for a lovely weekend away on Guernsey in September.
I think your letter must have gone astray last year, but as luck would have it, we’re down your way in January so will call you to arrange us popping in for a good old catch-up. I'll bring a bag of bits we no longer need. You can rinse the talcum powder easily as it is not real leather (the animal righters would have us!).
The very happiest of seasonal wishes
Janet and Roy