Some weeks ago I listed the presents I would like on this blog in the sure knowledge that Liz and Becky would already have done their shopping and that nobody else who gives me presents reads the blog.

I was wrong. A parcel arrived today from Pam. She claims it is sprout trees, but the corner was torn in the post and what's inside looks fluffy and pink and not very sprout-like. Of course it may just be an old towel wrapping a sprout tree, but somehow I don't think so. Besides, I already have two sprout stalks - one bought and one given. (And, Liz, easy though mashed sprouts are to eat, I won't serve them to you on Saturday.) See her blog to find out what this is about.
I am likely to be very pleased when I open it. I am also a bit cross because I thought we didn't do presents and I haven't bought her anything. Shall I rush out now? Maybe a new year present? Birthday in July? Or a goat or something for someone in the Third World?

There was also a letter: congratulations to Peter and Sally who got engaged on top of the Empire State Building (both film fans?) while on holiday.

Then there are cards: today brought cards from Martin and Janice, and Oule. We know several Martins, but which (if any) is married to Janice? And so far as we know we have never met an Oule, let alone got on card exchanging terms with one!