It's kind of refreshing to see a greeting here rather than at the Fother Blace. So I think you for the wishes and hope that all is well (or at least, well-ish. Tragically, it's no long "2015!" and things retuirn to their state of equilibrium, handsome young(ish) Prime Minster or no ... I digress) with you, too.
You're a young man, of course, so you don't remember that there have been dark times in the past, as there are today. I remember the horror when Arthur ate that poisoned apple whilst swimming in the misty lake of Avalon and so, cramping, sank beneath the gentle waves of that fetid pool.
No! Fear not, though the glaciers melt and oceans rise, Young Geoffrey will not forget your kindnesses on this, his Special Day.
Dear god! Am I really 51?!? The mind boggles, even as the typing fingers wander.
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branchandroot
Thank you, doctor
Date: 2016-02-05 04:36 am (UTC)You're a young man, of course, so you don't remember that there have been dark times in the past, as there are today. I remember the horror when Arthur ate that poisoned apple whilst swimming in the misty lake of Avalon and so, cramping, sank beneath the gentle waves of that fetid pool.
No! Fear not, though the glaciers melt and oceans rise, Young Geoffrey will not forget your kindnesses on this, his Special Day.
Dear god! Am I really 51?!? The mind boggles, even as the typing fingers wander.