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todayiamadaisyOh, the Wildean bon mots and scintillating conversation at a Daisy family dinner!
John: Have you heard of the racing driver, Stirling Moss?
Me: Yes.
John: Well, that's not his real name.
Me: What is it?
John: I don't know.
So I'm slightly better informed that I was, but not much.
And a question for those of you who used to receive gifts from Santa Claus/Father Christmas/etc: did you also receive presents from your parents too? I always did - the stuff from Santa was at the foot of my bed when I woke on Christmas morning, and then I had presents from my family at the main gift-giving after lunch. But someone at work today said that was luxury - luxury! - and it was only ever presents from Santa in their house. How extraordinary. I would have wondered why my mother didn't get me anything. Then again, I was an only child in a relatively well-off family, so perhaps I was just a little bit spoiled.
John: Have you heard of the racing driver, Stirling Moss?
Me: Yes.
John: Well, that's not his real name.
Me: What is it?
John: I don't know.
So I'm slightly better informed that I was, but not much.
And a question for those of you who used to receive gifts from Santa Claus/Father Christmas/etc: did you also receive presents from your parents too? I always did - the stuff from Santa was at the foot of my bed when I woke on Christmas morning, and then I had presents from my family at the main gift-giving after lunch. But someone at work today said that was luxury - luxury! - and it was only ever presents from Santa in their house. How extraordinary. I would have wondered why my mother didn't get me anything. Then again, I was an only child in a relatively well-off family, so perhaps I was just a little bit spoiled.
