| Dec. 24th, 2008 @ 06:35 pm (no subject) |
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December 24th, 1979 -- Noon
I think I'm rather in the minority, but I quite like it when people all talk about the same thing. It's interesting to see how a group of fundamentally similar people can have very different opinions on matters. I've always thought it important that all opinions on a particular subject are heard, so long as although obviously having to act on that opinion is a different matter. Apart from anything else, listening to a wide range of dissenting opinions can help widen our own horizons, and teach us the importance of selecting which people to listen to in future, and which can be safely ignored.
Christmas is well underway at home, despite the fact that the big day isn't until tomorrow: Arti and I have been decorating with gusto, and I think that we've outdone ourselves this year. Since it's Miles' second Christmas, and the one he's more likely to remember, we're determined to make it perfect: even if he'll never properly remember it, it's nice just to have the memories. And who knows? Maybe he will remember it, however distantly, and think back on a happy childhood. I don't know if I have any memories from being two years old, come to think of it, but it's the intent that counts. In any case, it will give Arti and I an excuse to retreat from the world for a day or two, and enjoy each other's company: those kinds of opportunities come up all too rarely, so I resolve to take the chance as it appears. I hope everyone else's preparations are coming along similarly!
I suppose once Christmas Day is over, we'll have to kick up preparations for the New Year's do a notch.
[Death Eaters and Supporters]
I'm going to go out on a limb, and extend an invitation to everyone over the Christmas and New Year period. I can't promise wanton slaughter and decking the halls with the entrails of the unworthy, but we've plenty of food and drinks to share out - so long as the more excitable amongst you promise to behave within the house's boundaries, you can treat my front door like it's your own. Christmas should be a time for family...and, fucking hell without wanting to get too sickly about the whole situation, I can't think of a better group of people to be with anyone else I'd rather a reason not to invite you all.
A small note, I should say: Miles will probably be sleeping soundly if and when you all drop over. Although his room is soundproofed, I do have an alert charm on anybody entering that area of the building. Just in case there are any werewolves, vampires, hags or even wizards amongst us who think paying my son a Christmas visit might be a good idea, if you follow my meaning. Let's all play safe, and nobody will have to carry any vital organs home under their arm, all right squires?
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