Anyone up for a quick STW Christmas letter to the rellies? To get us going….

Back in January with the snow still upon us we would huddle around the screen each Friday for our weekly dose of Kylie little knowing that she wouldn’t be with us by the end of the year

We can only watch one programme a week, our electricity is via a generator and we can’t afford much diesel these days. Mustn’t grumble though, Mother’s rash has cleared up now and Father has stopped hiding in the shed.

In March we were all shocked to learn that someone had broken in to our favorite bike shop and was now travelling around Spain by train stuffing their face with tortillas using our credit cards. We all swore we would never use them again until they bunged us 30 quid to shut up

In april someone famous got married, cant for the life of me remember who though…oh, you know, bloke who wears a hat that lets in the rain…anyway, as none of us were invited to the wedding we all took advantage of this fact and went cycling instead. Indeed, lots of us took a few days off and this caused some kind of problem with the overdraft.

Uncle Jeremy’s piles have unfortunately got much worse, which has caused him great consternation, but thankfully he’s now got some new cream which should soothe things somewhat. We live in hope, because it’s bin murder for all of us.

Little Emma was pleased with her straight D grades and her improving average of only one detention a week. After failing (again) in the audition for the junior school play, she lit up the school play – sadly a little too literally. Little Johnnie played substitute for the 4thX1 and scored one goal (someone said something about he owned it, so must have been a good one). His work remains a challenge but extra reading classes are coming on strongly. He is showing promise in art but his teacher is concerned about his fixation with glue. He reached level 7 on CoD III, which made us all very proud.

I wish I got more Christmas letters from teamhurtmore 🙂

September – someone fatefully starts a post with the words “So england take on Wales this weekend….”. Over 4000 posts later it is still going,enough to make the atheists angry

October- a few of us here in STW towers begin to use CRC again and are pleasantly surprised by the large parcels we are all receiving. Meanwhile it continues to rain.

Funny Uncle Alan and Grandad Jeremy still aren’t speaking – you know how stubborn old people can be.

Anyway, Alan isn’t welcome round to play anymore until he gives back the stolen spoons and Jeremy has to learn that polite people are seen and not heard.

Cousin Hora isn’t any better, sadly (old trouble again), and your know it all, smartypants little brother is still boring the trousers off everyone about ‘slammed’ stems.

The young, disturbed lad we sponsor in London?
His Tourettes has stabilised, but the ‘finger painting’ is as bad as ever and his spelling is noticably worse.

Uncle Bullheart seems fine but we’re a little worried about Derek:
He’s getting very thin, we think it might be worms.

November – the parcels from CRC still haven’t arrived. Thinking of starting an angry thread about it. It’s so bad I may even have to go to one of those LBC things

CFH has now joined the cub-scouts, and enjoys attending his “club” (as he calls it – bless!). He is looking forward to going to big school.

The young, disturbed lad we sponsor in London?

😆

On a more psitive note, the nice jewellery we had made of that cute little sheep has finally arrived, just in time for Christmas.