When I lived in England, I used to pour scorn on Round Robins. After I'd emigrated to France, I began to see their worth. We get so many cards signed 'love from Liz and Phil' (eg
) and I always think, oh I wish they would let me know what they have been up to! At nearly £1 for a stamp, it seems such a waste of money and it's hardly a meaningful connection, except just to have a card to put/hang up. We too get some absolutely awful self-aggrandising round robins - one this week was four typed pages long, written in the third person (John did so and so/Jill did whatever), all about how wonderful their life is and how so many people admire them and how oh so tedious they are. I just wanted to write back, "could I give a f***' because they are mere acquaintances with whom we share no common ground or activities. All this might excuse me I hope when I admit to sending a brief and succinct round robin at Christmas time either as hard copy or by email. Not to close friends/rellies, who already know all about our life, but just to old chums/cousins/widowed aunts and uncles, with whom we would never have contact otherwise. I always try to make it factual, snappy, amusing and brief. Often it triggers off a reply which is very nice. What are Christmas cards for anyway?