Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and a jolly train ride to Mumbai.
I had composed a limerick in your honour but you will be relieved to hear (particularly Hamish and Fletch) that I wasn't allowed to hit Send.
So instead we will just say thanks again for the fantastic stories and observations of what must be a life-changing trip for all.
Saz (as she has taken to calling herself, thanks Tim) is giddy with the thought that Santa will soon squeeze down the chimney here at Takatu. Fletch I'm afraid you are going to get the last gift standing from the Secret Santa Swap. I wouldn't get your hopes up.
Ho Ho Ho and Joy to the World
The Boswells
I had composed a limerick in your honour but you will be relieved to hear (particularly Hamish and Fletch) that I wasn't allowed to hit Send.
So instead we will just say thanks again for the fantastic stories and observations of what must be a life-changing trip for all.
Saz (as she has taken to calling herself, thanks Tim) is giddy with the thought that Santa will soon squeeze down the chimney here at Takatu. Fletch I'm afraid you are going to get the last gift standing from the Secret Santa Swap. I wouldn't get your hopes up.
Ho Ho Ho and Joy to the World
The Boswells
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