• Clarke Wallace


It’s Christmas Eve. The shopping’s done; the invitations delivered. Sit back and take a deep breath, because this time tomorrow night it will be all over. Except for New Years.

I can imagine you don’t want to read through a forest of platitudes from me. Which leaves no alternative than to wish anyone who dials me up at, a very Merry Christmas.

Or for those who prefer another greeting in its place: Happy Holidays. Make the most of it, either way.


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