Private Message to Cousin Hydra

We're up to our elbows in holiday sales here: the whole shop smells of cinnamon and nutmeg and ginger, and I think I must have said 'Have a Happy Christmas!' to twenty people so far this afternoon. But I suddenly thought that this means you must be having a feast tonight and taking the train tomorrow, and I wanted to be sure you know that we'd love to see you if you've time to come for a visit.

Bea's a year and a half now, and more than half a handful! Her latest trick is giving herself a little black bunny nose that twitches and whiskers to go with. She'd love to show it off to you.

Sorry this has to be quick, but I did want to wish you a happy Christmas, too, and a safe trip home tomorrow.