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| C is for c'mon Santa. |
There is a spectre haunting Europe - the spectre of lumpy coal.
Today is a day for soul searching and piper paying. A day to be weighed in the scales and found wanting.
We have been sort of good some of the time...more or less. Surely that counts for something?
For everything else there's cookies.
Lovely lovely lovely. I hope that Santa comes and fills the place to the gunwales!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas and Joyeux Noël from Canada.
ReplyDeleteNever underestimate the power of cookies.