Round Robin

To all our dear friends,
It's that time of year again.

Phoebe is now fifteen, and studying for 20 GCSEs - we're so proud !
Esmerelda is 7, and inbetween lifesaving, ballet, brownies and backgammon
Has found time to write her first novel.

Little Joshua won first prize in his class at Higher Maths -
We don't know how he did it -
Perhaps the private tutor helped!

A child dies, and far away another is born.

We're still struggling by on Keith's salary,
Though he's just got promoted again -
Nannies are SOO expensive!
Last year we managed three holidays,
But this year we're down to two.

A gun goes off, an alarm rings,
A bell denotes the end of someone's life.

Good news! Sonia's exhibition went off without a hitch
(Though nothing's been sold yet):
How wonderful to be so talented !

Somewhere a plane bombs a lonely plain,
And a plume of smoke rises high into the sky.

Mark and Angelina were married last week - a thousand people -
SOO many friends!

Some cloud was crop spraying, they said,
Though the chemicals could have had other uses.

Next year we're holding a family reunion,
And you'll all be most welcome.
Our new home has room in the garden for two marquees,
So there'll be no trouble fitting you all in.

A scream in a village as a machette rises and falls.

Have you heard about Rebecca's new job?
She's now a Chief Global Analytics Engineer,
And will be spending at least 6 months every year abroad!
Some people are so lucky!

Lined up before the pit they themselves had dug, the men began to pray.

Dominic has sold his advertising agency,
And is now looking to buy another business.

A child steps on a mine, and her screams shatter the dawn.

Chloe has married again, this time to a restauranteur.
Free meals, everyone !

Sorry we haven't had time to write recently -
We'll scribble a note in the margin!





Round Robins are bragging letters sent en-masse to people you can't be bothered to write to personally.




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