A bit of fun inspired by friends whose adult children keep boomeranging back to the nest with bags of washing. If it resonates, feel free to tweak it and use it yourself!
Dear Kids,
I regret to inform you that after twenty years of service, Christmas is cancelled.
This year I will not be making mince pies, Christmas cake or Christmas pudding, nor will I be traipsing around the shops looking for fun things to put in your stocking.
I will not be wrapping presents and on Christmas day I will not be peeling potatoes, faffing with brussels sprouts or roasting some unfortunate bird to destruction. There will be no bread sauce.
Instead, I will be lying on a beach sipping a cocktail.
If you have questions, ask your father.
Love Mum
I've never made any of the Christmas sweet stuff. Someone or other has always provided cake, pudding and mince pies. But I do the Big Lunch because it's the one occasion of the year when everyone seems to get at least a day off work at the same time.