. . . well, whatever. It is at Christmas that many people write down what has been happening to them and theirs and send out the missive with the cards. I do miss the round robin that my mother received every Christmas from a cousin of mine far away. I always enjoyed seeing what he and, more usually, his children had been doing through the year. I smiled and sometimes laughed out loud at the boasting absurdities but, as I said, I always enjoyed reading those two or three pages.
Some, possible many, people sneer at those round robins. Yes, of course they need to read with a man-sized pinch of salt, but I always think it's flattering that the sender thinks the person who receives the news is interested enough to read it. I see it as a sign that the writer thinks well of the addressee. Yeah, I know, I'm being a bit - well, as if I've swallowed the milk of human kindness or some other noxious substance.
But are we not all, each and every one of us, just a little bit interested in what our friends and relatives are up to? And not only friends and family; some people (not me, I hasten to add) pour over the gossip columns in the newspapers. And some of us - heaven help us - read of the activities of people we have never met and who are known to us only electronically while we write about our own lives for others to read! A sort of every day round robin.
So you can stop your sneering right now!