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LuluSLR: Christmas Letter 2020

I simply cannot remember the last time I wrote a Christmas letter - a tradition I had started and planned to continue throughout my life.  Not only was it a toast to Mum (she always wrote a great Christmas Letter) but people always liked to recieve them.


Well somewhere along the way I stopped doing them.  I know I have posted one as a blog post before and here I am again.  It isnt the easy way out but it is a more environmental option (and a good one for someone without access to a printer)!  My reason for stopping in the past was that I felt I didnt really have very much to say; my letters always seemed to say the same thing - there was always a drama with work (and this year is no different).  However 2020 has been a year that no one will forget and as such I thought I should commemerate it with the return of the Crimbo letter!


Just before Christmas last year Alex, the kids and I moved in together to a lovely house in Farnignham.  It meant that Christmas decorations were limited and presents were all in boxes but we didnt have the kids on the Big Day so it didnt feel too bad for them in the end.  We promised that 2020 would be better (for Christmas at least).


I don't think I need to remind anyone what happened this year but I have to say that I was lucky enough to be considered a Key Worker (as was Alex) and so not too much changed for us.  We did have extra time with the kids which I am SO thankful for and would never have had, if it werent for the pandemic.  It also has meant that Alex works from home and that means Dexter stays at home with us one day a week too.  Eliza is loving school and excelling as she always has.


We holidayed in not-so-sunny Welsh Wales this year and had an absolutely lovely time before the second lockdown came our way.  I have no idea what December holds (November saw Eliza turn 10 and things go south for me workwise).  Dexter turns three on 13th and I am hoping we will be able to squeeze in a visit or two to the Big Man - as Dex is starting to understnad both birthdays and Christmas now.


I nearly forgot about the animals in our lives (not the kids):  So Monty the snake is getting big and enjoys watching me and the kids do our Clubbercise class on a Monday night via Zoom.  Fletcher has just turned nine and poor Matilda had to be put down only recently (although she had reached the ripe old age of thirteen)!  I had a horse on loan until early in the year and then I decided to buy one - Gulliver the Gentleman came into our lives and I have been down the yard (and cosntantly cleaning my nails) ever since - or at least I reckon it feels that way for the family.  He is lovely and I have enjoyed the freedom it has given me and the new friends made.  We also adopted a 12 year old tortoise this year that we named Oksana and just a couple of days ago a second two year old called Villanelle - can you tell that we are Killing Eve fans?!


I know the letter doesnt go into much detail but I hope it finds you well and able to enjoy a normal-ish Christmas with your loved ones.  Much love and festive cheer to you all


Love Lulu x

PS: I completely forgot to put in my victory of the year: I have lost over 2.5 stone in the last 12 months (yay me - and yay Slimming World).

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