Ok, not quite from Santa, but anyway. Made by my daughter.
We open one gift on Christmas Eve. My daughter gave me Tolstoy’s Resurrection. Maybe the most thoughtful gift I’ve ever received.
and pyjamas, which i am gonna wear all day!
Damn, should have put that on my list.
Inspiring South Indian cookbook for me.
Which suits me just fine, seeing that all this Santa bollocks is… well… bollocks.
So did I.
BTW, this is Mo not Jurgen.
EDIT: Just check var rules and apparently you can score with your crotch.
Bloody foreigners. All look the same to me.
I got some baking trays, a toblerone, some slippers, some pants, an egg cup, and a kit to turn your kitchen table into a table tennis table.
U2, Fleetwood Mac and The Who on vinyl from the wife.
This years home Jersey and a table top football game from the kids.
Your wife have good taste for music
Immateriality, some rebirth.
I received far less shower gel and deodorant this year than I normally do. I can only conclude that I smell less this year.
I think she was more thinking of music that’s the opposite to what she would listen to.
This is the first year the kids have bought me presents without their mothers help and maybe went a little overboard.
That’s social distancing for you…
and a nice bottle of armagnac, not quite as old as me!
Well it had crossed my mind that thanks to lock downs I’d simply been forgotten, but I’ll hold on to the less stinky reasoning.
Does anyone have his number?