Back in November I had the most brilliant idea. e-mail Christmas cards. So here we are. You are the lucky recipient of one of my e-Christmas cards. There are a number of reasons why this is a brilliant idea which I shall now share with you. One, in this age where you are more likely to get a friend request from someone on facebook than their phone number and recent graduates will insist on keep moving around the country/world instead of marrying and settling down, keeping a record of all your postal addresses is near impossible. e-mail addresses however I do have and if not certainly facebook. Two, it’s good for the environment. Less Christmas cards being needlessly produced and thrown away. Even if you recycle yours, well that still uses energy doesn’t it? If you feel that I’m cheating you out of the pretty picture you get on real cards fear not you will find one in the attachments. Three, it’s cheap and I am quite poor. Four, my favourite of the cards that my family receive at Christmas are always those ones where the sender includes a letter detailing their life over the past year and bragging about their kids’, and occasionally pets’, achievements. I have no kids to brag about but an e-mail is the perfect medium to update you all about my past year.
January 2009, I was working with the lovely ladies of Pre-Bookings at Center Parcs. I couldn’t have wished for a funnier or friendlier to team to see me through those endless hours without natural light in that office, thanks ladies. I left Center Parcs in February to relax a little and prepare for my travels. This involved visiting all the super people at Essex University and the wonderful Amy in Oxford (I hadn’t been to Oxford before, nice city, looks a lot like Cambridge), panicking about how to fit six months worth of outfits into one suitcase and having a very long conversation with a young man in Millets about various backpacks and suitcases. Oh, and buying loads of water purification stuff that I didn’t need.
Once March 19th rolled around and I found myself boarding a train to
Here is a brief summary for those of you that weren’t there and can’t be bothered to trawl through my entire blog. After our initial training at
Back in the
So here I am in December 2009. I am working part time at my step dads letting agency (so I have enough cash to cover my frequent jaunts back to
Merry Christmas to all of you
Love Catherine x