Spread your wings and fly away

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One arrives home after battling their way through the crowds in Asda and then iceland, all in the knowledge that you are buying enough food to fill a freezer and feed the entire East Anglian regiment in case they should decide to spend Christmas with you, to log onto the computer and check one's emails.

Which of course, as we all know, there is nothing there remotely interesting, but we all live in hopes that the person you emailed about something so incredibly important, has obviously decided to ignore it and carry on with their day, leaving you in suspense as to whether the answer is yes or no! Mind you, I am assuming that they can be bothered to sit in front of their computer at all of course and not just ignoring my email but a million others that have come their way.

So I work my way through the junk which tells me that:

1) I have a prize waiting for me (yeah right, delete)
2) Save up to 50% on selected menswear (no thanks, delete)
3) The results are in (oh good, delete)
4) Faffajane claim your prizes (no thanks, spam, delete)
5) It was unbelievable, (yes so I heard, delete)
6) Viagra, buy now (no thanks, delete)

Interestingly my mother sent me a photo of my nan and grandad on my dad's side which she found as she was looking for something else. I like old photos, those brown hues that show up in the black and white photos the clothes they wore in the 40's so stylish.

Unfortunately Grandad died when dad was three so he never saw his son grow up, that is if he ever saw him as a baby as he was fighting in the war when Dad was born.

Nan died recently but we weren't close, in fact I will be more upset when my other nan (mum's mum) dies.

Right time moves on, must check how much I have overspent by because there was a lot of food we bought and it cost an awful lot of money eekkk!