Wednesday, 25 November 2009
Round Robins - Oh please !
I feel compelled to write this today after receiving something I dread every year...the Christmas newsletter. They are appalling, I loathe them I feel that frankly If it is the only time of year you can tell me what you are up to is via an A4 amateurish photo-shopped letter then please just don't bother.
I sometimes write a note in a Christmas card, granted, especially if I know that for example the person concerned has had a momentous event in their life or I am giving them a nudge about meeting up in the new year.
This one today ( and it is not even Dec 1st) is full of what little Catlin and Imogen have been up to - I've never met them, I am sure they are their parents pride and joy - but really, honestly, am I interested in whether, Catlin has swum a whole width in swimming class, or Imogen has learned fecking London's Burning on the recorder. In a word - no. There parents have not physically spoken to me in nearly 9 years.
There are many people know as a family, who do this abhorrent thing and I have to admit that in the past I been very tempted to write one for us. There was one year- we had had the most appalling year...just for a change, she says with a big grin on her face. My father had died, and my mother had just been diagnosed with breast cancer - yes that sort of a fab year. We were all sitting at lunch remonstrating about the pile of offensive 'newsletters' neatly stacked on the dresser and I begged my DM to let me write one for us.
I was going to basically to announce to our collective Christmas card lists which probably total 400 people that since my Papa's untimely demise and DM's diagnosis that I had gone completely off the rails, that I had a crack habit, that I was hardly able to string a sentence together (nothing new there then) and that my sister in reaction to all of this had become a prostitute. I was not allowed- :(. DM is game for most of my silliness and in fact on most occasions thinks up far more 'interesting ideas' than I - I am glad really because it would have meant stooping to their ridiculous level.
So if you are thinking about sending me a 'Newsletter' 'Round Robin' 'Family 2009' or other such absurdities then just don't waste the postage. If you are someone I genuinely care about then I know what is happening in your life and there is a 99% chance that I like your children.
On the bottom of all of my work-related signatures previously, there has been a PS save trees - do not print this strap-line - take heed and don't waste the paper !!!
Right, I have said it, it is off my chest now, thank you .....
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Thank God I don't get those! There was a Mitchell and Webb sketch about this very thing not too long ago...
ReplyDeleteI would have loved to receive your newsletter, not for heavy news, but for the knowledge that there is someone out there as gleefully impertinent as I am.
ReplyDeleteAnd wow. How old is this blog?
ReplyDeleteIn the UK we do not get these....yet!! Or I have not been subjected, but i would hate it, my Mum died four weeks ago, I hate the jovial yuckiness of that newsletter. Its so unfeeling and thoughtless. I wrote a post about our UK breast cancer pink fluffiness and I totally see where you are coming from. http://giventodistractingothers.blogspot.co.uk/2013/10/excuse-me-i-dont-like-pink.html
ReplyDeleteI liked your space here :)
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks for visiting me :)