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The annual North Pole mail
A selection of letters received by Santa this year:
If your Twitter hashtag (#Claus32) give me hissy fits last year, boy 2013 was worse! I see somebody say it was an “annus horribilis.” Well, the literal Trini pronunciation might more accurately convey how it was and who caused it. So make sure what you bring me, eh. No more nasty surprises every Monday morning. In fact cancel my subscription for all Monday papers. Gimme a better blasted team. Did I say no more surprises? I need insurance (not from Clico) about some a them.
And please, don’t bring them any more of those stainless steel steak knives you distributed last Christmas. Jack got most and he used all. On we. My partner Opposite didn’t have to lift a finger, just smile all the way to the EBC results. I notice he stop calling for general elections since he suffering penny problems.
Last but not least, I want to see the back of Jack. Preferably on a US-bound plane. And then he might definitely need Ramjack help. Think I should make Bas UK high commissioner? The further away the better? Hoping for better, fighting for best.
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