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Recompense for our thread!! :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

BAH HUMBUG BAH HUMBUG BAH HUMBUG :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

Drags tree into garden and cuts off all the branches. This will make good firewood for Nut Lodge

Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

ROFL Auntie Barb....I love it !! :-D :-D :-D <3

Barb :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

you get dafter you do ;-)

Mersey made herself a snowball

As perfect as could be

She thought she'd keep it as a pet

And shared her bed you see

She made it some pyjamas

And a pillow for its head

Then last night it ran away

And Mersey wet the bed

:-D :-D :-D

I am, I am , I am :-D :-D

Mersey's a nutter ;-)

Mersey's a nutter ;-)

Mersey's a nutter ;-)

You are a gawgussssssss softie wiv a heart of gold :-D :-D <3

I'm a sentimental old silly billy aren't I. ;-) :-D :-D :-D

WOW Auntie Barb !! you should take it to have it valued :-D :-D :-D :-D ;-)

I thought you might like to know I received a letter from Greenland " from your old friend Santa Claus"

He starts with "My dear little Friend" and goes on to hope I have been very good and did what I was told and will have a chance to get some of the presents I have asked him for.
He goes on to say the world is very poor at the moment so I mustn't be too disappointed if I don't get all the presents I want.
He finishes with a short story written by Hans Christian Anderson.

The date at the top of the letter is

Christmas 1951

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Its never too raely Auntie barb as you well know :-D :-D ;-)

I had my first xmas card hand delivered yesterday

Just a tad early innit :-S but lovely :-D :-D

well get it put up young lady,

im so excited to get my tree the smell of fresh pine mmmmmm, lovely, but got 2 weeks yet lol

For Stray

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7oOzszFIBcE

:-D :-D :-D <3 <3 <3

Auntie Barb <3 <3 <3 <3

Christmas in Heaven, what do they do?

They all come to Earth and spend it with you.

So save them a space, one empty chair,

You might not see them, but they will be there...... <3 <3

:-D :-D :-D Scozz

Im still making me christmas tree decs :-D :-D ;-) <3

Stray I have got it down but not up ;-) ;-)

Aussie Christmas Eve

Twas the night before Christmas; there wasn’t a sound.

Not a possum was stirring; no-one was around.

We’d left on the table some tucker and beer,

Hoping that Santa Claus soon would be here.

We children were snuggled up safe in our beds,

While dreams of pavlova danced ’round in our heads;

And Mum in her nightie, and Dad in his shorts,

Had just settled down to watch TV sports.

When outside the house a mad ruckus arose;

Loud squeaking and banging woke us from our doze.

We ran to the screen door, peeked cautiously out,

snuck onto the deck, then let out a shout.

Guess what had woken us up from our snooze,,,,

A a rusty old Ute pulled by eight mighty ‘roos.

The cheerful man driving was giggling with glee,

And we both knew at once who this plump bloke must be.

Now, I’m telling the truth it’s all dinki-di,

Those eight kangaroos fairly soared through the sky.

Santa leaned out the window to pull at the reins,

And encouraged the ‘roos, by calling their names.

‘Now, Kylie! Now, Kirsty! Now, Shazza and Shane!

On Kipper! On, Skipper! On, Bazza and Wayne!

Park up on that water tank. Grab a quick drink,

I’ll scoot down the gum tree. Be back in a wink!’

So up to the tank those eight kangaroos flew,

With the Ute full of toys, and Santa Claus too.

He slid down the gum tree and jumped to the ground,

Then in through the window he sprang with a bound.

He had bright sunburned cheeks and a milky white beard.

A jolly old joker was how he appeared.

He wore red stubby shorts and old thongs on his feet,

And a hat of deep crimson as shade from the heat.

His eyes – bright as opals – Oh! How they twinkled!

And, like a goanna, his skin was quite wrinkled!

His shirt was stretched over a round bulging belly

Which shook when he moved, like a plate full of jelly.

A fat stack of prezzies he flung from his back,

And he looked like a swaggie unfastening his pack.

He spoke not a word, but bent down on one knee,

To position our goodies beneath the yule tree.

Surfboard and footy-ball shapes for us two.

And for Dad, tongs to use on the new barbeque.

A mysterious package he left for our Mum,

Then he turned and he winked and he held up his thumb;

He strolled out on deck and his ‘roos came on cue;

Flung his sack in the back and prepared to shoot through.

He bellowed out loud as they swooped past the gates-

MERRY CHRISTMAS to all, and goodonya, MATES!’

rofl Mr M

Love the Jingle B*lls

:-D

Yeahhh and we will be known throughout the Land as Christmas Heroines :-D