Hope you all gave your loved ones twelve drummers drumming today. Richard was napping so it wasn’t all that greatly appreciated here. Oh, and it wasn’t really twelve drummers: it was more like one man with a pot and a wooden spoon, two dogs thumping their tails, one cat screaming and a second cat hiding in the loft. But the thought was there, in its own weird way.
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