Season’s greetings, but not for me. This holiday card (sent airmail from England) is intended for the previous occupants.
They just live across town, so I sneak it into their mailbox, special delivery - same as always, for eight years running.
They just live across town, so I sneak it into their mailbox, special delivery - same as always, for eight years running.
It’s too late for “return to sender” now. Poor faraway family, ignorance is bliss.
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8 comments:
C...
That is so sweet of you.
You are just like a Secret Santa.
Loved this seasonal 55.
Thanks for this wonderful little Holiday treat. Have a Kick Ass Week-End....(Thanks, Really)
Aww what a sweet Christmas card
I think that effort would be kinder than the card itself
enjoy your holidays :)
You'd think the recipients would say something. They could pretend they just moved *g*
I always felt horrible about getting overseas mail for our previous occupants, he'd died before we bought and she died 4 yrs later (12 years ago) and the letters were in Dutch.
ha. it is nice of you to carry it over each year to them...i am sure they appreciate it...wonder if they ever tell the others or laugh about it...
How sweet!
I regularly get that kind of mail too, but for close neighbours, not previous occupants of my house. It always makes me wonder whether poor handwriting, or bad eyesight is the cause of permanent mis-direction. *smiles*
It's really nice of you to do that!
Getting your angel wings for sure with beautiful acts of kindness like that C.
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