I have been staring at the mountain of files in front of me for the past two hours or so. Nothing is moving on this auspicous christmas eve. A client rebuffed my phone call a while ago with “Ala… we give you your documents after the new year lah, we are having christmas lunch.” Oh well, that’s it then, I’ ll leave early today and spend some times chasing the little-terror at home.
However, my heart was touched this morning with the arrival of a quaint christmas card all the way from Twickenham, England via snail mail. My dear friend, Hjh. Esah, apparently does not believe in sending christmas greeting virtually; neither do I. It has been ages since I received anything with a British postmark on the envelope. Thank you.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.