Oh happy day - it arrived! My favourite christmas card of the year, the one I anticipate more than any other and the one which makes me grin from ear to ear. What's so special about it?
Well, it isn't for us. It arrives at our address, with a perfectly neat and legible envelope bearing our correct house number, street and postcode. The only thing is, we are not called Jules and Harvey. Jules and Harvey have never lived in this house, or on this street, for that matter.
The only thing I know about Jules and Harvey is that they have chums called Graham and Olwyn. Not close chums, because Olwyn apologizes that they haven't managed to meet up again this year, but they are clearly tenacious, because their card has arrived with us for the last 3 (possibly 4) years.
I do love the perkiness of Olwyn, though her habit of using capital letters in the middle of words is slightly bizarre. I also note that she has selected the religious option for her stamp rather than the secular but cheery Wallace and Gromit - though of course, it is possible that Graham was in charge of the stamping and posting of cards.
Each year, I am fearful that Graham and Olwyn will have pruned their Christmas card list and we (or rather Jules and Harvey) will have been crossed off, but thankfully, not this year! Now, to assign it pride of place on the mantlepiece.