I’m a fan. Of the idea rather than what you can get. When it comes to design choice in particular to Christmas they have loads that I don’t like. Seeking out the right one involves some trawling. Some come with animations and birds flying to lift music, and those in particular have to be seen. Because if you don’t open them you get a gentle reminder that you haven’t! Imagine that happening with the standard posted greeting card, 2 days after the postman has delivered the postal police come to your door and enquire if there’s a reason you haven’t yet opened the card from Auntie Doris.
Thanks to all those who have taken the trouble to read my ramblings here over the last year. I wonder if I’ll run out of words next year? I’m told there’s a world word shortage, the harvest has been poor and the price of words is set to rise beyond all that is reasonable. I shall be trying to grow my own next year.
You are the compost.
This is my friend Steve’s Allotment shed. He’s a man that can grow almost anything.
I plan to let him have a packet of word seed for next year, let’s see what he manages to do with that.
Paul Davies Cartoons & stuff 
Not often I’ve been called compost. Long as I’m compost mentis, it will be alright. Happy Christmas Paul, and a wordy new year
There are worse things to be called, compost mentis sounds like a sensible growing medium. All the best
I totally agree.
The idea behind the animated cards is understandable but maybe, as you indicated, slightly over regulated.
This year, in Canada at least , without regular postal service at any cost for 4 weeks solid before Christmas, the whole atmosphere has changed.
I hope we can get back to the good old simple cards next year, it forms such an important part, without cards displayed over the fireplace and furniture, somehow its not the same.!
Probably just me getting old.
Happy Christmas to you all.
John
Hope you have had a good day John. I cannot see the end of traditional cards just yet. All our best wishes
I love a drawing of a shed. There’s something very pleasing about them.
There is indeed Michael, with me it’s an addiction