A traditional greeting from when newspapers were the only way of keeping up with what was happening in the world. A morning paper, early, mid and late editions, and and an evening edition. Walking through Birmingham on a misty evening with a pea-souper threatening, and the news vendor standing in a circle of light, complete with a hand written headline on a board. The background was a mighty chirruping from thousands of starlings who would come into the City at eventide to spend the night there. He was muffled up, complete with fingerless mitts shouting “‘spatch’n’mail!” (“I have the latest editions of the Evening Despatch and the Birmingham Mail for sale”). How things have changed!
Anyway, point of the ramble was that Joan asked us to thank everyone for their cards
And we all wish you the “compliments of the season” as my old Dad used to say.
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