I’ll have to keep this one short, it is Christmas Eve after all and I have a belly full of mince pies, haggis (don’t ask) and beer.
I stepped out of the house this morning to a clear blue sky and crisp cold air. The streets were empty, apart from a few passer-byes, who smiled and said hi. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and I finally felt like I could sing this song
I know we’ve only just begun this journey together here on the newsletter, but I wanted to say Merry Christmas to you all and I hope you are somewhere warm and cozy hanging out with friends and family as we wait for Jolly Old Saint Nick to arrive
. At the time of me writing this, he is somewhere over Ethiopia.
I hope you’ve been more nice than naughty this year and won’t be getting a lump of coal in your stocking!
Speaking of which, I better get back to the festivities or I will be on the naughty list!!.