Dear Stelios,
I sincerely hope I do not have to convince you that my last, quite juvenile correspondence came not from myself but my (occasionally lamentable and tiresome) travelling companion, Ms Judith Pringle. Despite my efforts to conceal the bottle of Tesco’s finest organic sherry I purchased for our Christmas together (ultimately beneath a stretch of loft insulation above the guest bedroom ceiling; an Herculean task I can assure you from a once proud Girl Guide!), she was able to locate and consume its entire contents in one half hour sitting. I believe she then helped herself to the contents of my bureau (possibly looking for the Murray Mints I often keep there) which is when she must have discovered my copy book. My apologies if her misguided and cretinous attempts at humour caused you any upset.
I trust you had a pleasant Christmas and may I take this opportunity to wish you all the best for the new year. If you’re a bit stuck for anything new to do, you may have noticed that Woolworths is closing down. I’d better nip in there quick to snatch a last minute bargain or two if I were you, and before all the orange items go!
Yours truly,
Bunty
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