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*logorrhoea n pathologically excessive and often incoherent talkativeness or wordiness, prolixity [Gr logos word + roia flow, stream]

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good will to all people

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

To prevent me from finding out what my Christmas present is, Jack has forbidden – OK, maybe that's too strong a word: the lad does, after all, have a vestigial self-preservation instinct – urged me to avoid entering places of retail. As a result, the only shopping I've done lately has been quick dashes into the supermarket for cheap bread and expensive coffee. Which is scarcely a hardship: I don't regard shopping as a recreational activity, and in any case my discretionary spending capability these days is negligible if not risible, so in fact to be prevented from going into shops during this commerce-obsessed season is, for me, gift enough in itself. Although my husband may be less than rapt to learn this after all the trouble he appears to have gone to.

On the other hand I'm sensing a marketing opportunity here: gift exemption vouchers, anyone? Although a number of charities have, effectively, already taken this idea and run with it.

We're off up to Auckland tomorrow to do the Christmas with the whanau thing. Back in the new year. In the meantime, peace to all, and play nice.

1 Comments:

Unicef also has great donation gifts. It would be fun to say that you bought everyone goats this year :-)

By Blogger dina the mundane and oblivious, at 5:30 AM  

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