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So it's January All Month

So it's January All Month


The Photographer stood in the queue at the Post Office. He was in the
small town next to his Little Town. This town had managed to keep its
Post Office. It had everything you could need in such a place. There
were beautiful and witty cards, pens to write with and everything
required to make postal communication easy. There was even a special
place to write letters and cards. The Photographer had chosen a small
Jiffy bag and was pleased with it. God, literally, knew where his The
Assistant had got to. He simply didn’t know where she had strayed off
to. What could he say? It was January. For the past large number of
decades, she had never been quite right in January. It was the eighth
day of the month, so there was a long way to go before his purgatory
would be over. He sighed. This was a case in point. He had spotted this
charming little woolly hat at Solva Woollen mill in October. It had
lovely sheep around the edge and a little liner so that it wouldn’t
irritate the delicate and tiny head of their great nephew. It was now
freezing cold outside and there had been no sign of the hat moving out
of the Assistant’s study. It must be posted. The poor little chap lived
in Derbyshire. Goodness knows how cold it was there! He would look so
smart in it! It was incredible! But The Assistant could just drift
along! Where had she gone now?

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