tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post2211072353859378208..comments2023-10-17T12:05:26.540+01:00Comments on Razor-blade of Life: Fair's fairZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-27722134458521995582010-12-24T22:52:25.597+00:002010-12-24T22:52:25.597+00:00It's a bit late to see the advantages of havin...It's a bit late to see the advantages of having only one child, Roses. More than 35 years late, actually. <br /><br />We gave presents to the dog, but not from the dog, Chris. He was a dog. His idea of a superb present was a dead rabbit that he'd killed and not chewed. However, he will be the subject of tonight's post, thank you.<br /><br />It's normally the mother's job to ensure that sort of fairness. So dismiss it from your mind, because you will not be blamed. And we are lucky. I am certainly luckier than anyone else I know or have ever heard of. I'm too English to live anywhere else. In fact, I'd hesitate to live anywhere but Norfolk. I think I'm too entrenched.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-80933423158441207122010-12-24T17:36:03.713+00:002010-12-24T17:36:03.713+00:00I've been following all this with much agonise...I've been following all this with much agonised hindsight. Were we fair? Did we give presents supposedly from the cat and dog and stick insects to ensure a just balance? Have we done lasting damage through unwitting unfairnesses?<br /><br />Very envious of you with offspring and grandoffspring (is there such a word?) close by. You are so lucky. Mine/ours are hundreds of miles away. The advantages (?) of living abroad are eclipsed by a sense of exile at Christmas.<br /><br />Happy Christmas, dearest Z.Christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14227767014123557100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-21138783774100209972010-12-24T17:35:26.006+00:002010-12-24T17:35:26.006+00:00I'm very lucky, I have only the one, which mak...I'm very lucky, I have only the one, which makes sorting the present pile out relatively simple.<br /><br />This year, I told Boy we would only do a silly something each. That lasted until I went shopping and started seeing things I thought he'd like.<br /><br />Well, he's my Boy, I can spoil him if I want to.Roseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07469442580348062913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-57761246770766217662010-12-24T14:09:37.671+00:002010-12-24T14:09:37.671+00:00That reminds me - when I used to buy a quarter of ...That reminds me - when I used to buy a quarter of floral gums, I shared them out so that everyone had the same number of each colour. Because in those days, each colour had a different flavour.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-28028861992021662232010-12-24T13:56:55.074+00:002010-12-24T13:56:55.074+00:00Z, how I smiled as I imagined you counting out the...Z, how I smiled as I imagined you counting out the presents and then checking for approximate sizes. It reminded me of being a child during post-war rationing, on the rare occasions that my mother could acquire a tin of peach slices or pineapple chunks, she would ensure that all children present had <i>exactly</i> the same amount on his or her plate, and two dessert spoons of top-of-the-milk on top. We could think of no finer, nor more exotic, treat.<br /><br />I hope you and your lovely family gave a wonderful Christmas, and a contented and healthy 2011.Chairwoman of the boredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09283126747440830086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-14532379971289410982010-12-24T13:17:20.244+00:002010-12-24T13:17:20.244+00:00Merry Christmas to you and the Sage, dear Z.Merry Christmas to you and the Sage, dear Z.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-54938498041892568712010-12-24T11:34:17.921+00:002010-12-24T11:34:17.921+00:00I spend roughly the same on each of them, even now...I spend roughly the same on each of them, even now. <br /><br />I shall be back later to wish you all a merry Christmas, but if you'll be too busy to drop by - Merry Christmas to everyone, and I hope you've all been able to get where you want to be with people you love. And like.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-76352429917227416802010-12-24T10:32:24.122+00:002010-12-24T10:32:24.122+00:00Yes... my sister and I always did the comparison c...Yes... my sister and I always did the comparison check.<br />Twenty years later and we still do!!!<br />Sxxxx<br /><br />MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!Ms Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00449626572478125088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-55643809100130464662010-12-24T10:14:47.889+00:002010-12-24T10:14:47.889+00:00So've we Z. And ELEVEN grandchildren. Cheers, ...So've we Z. And ELEVEN grandchildren. Cheers, Mike and Ann.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07558857315748815249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-81156512828288433872010-12-24T09:15:55.827+00:002010-12-24T09:15:55.827+00:00And stockings were another thing. Again, equality...And stockings were another thing. Again, equality but enough difference to treat them as individuals. Trying to get enough bulk without spending the earth. And after my stepfather died, having my mother's to think about too.<br /><br />You've got 5 children, Rog? That's great. Lucky you.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-65286780346175832402010-12-24T09:03:10.762+00:002010-12-24T09:03:10.762+00:00Yes, I always did that apportioning act with my th...Yes, I always did that apportioning act with my three. And they always had a new flannel in their stocking! Oh, and quite often a new T-shirt or similar as a present - helps to bulk the number of presents up!<br /><br />Happy Christmas to you and yours.allotmentqueenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09436822823840965550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-44227253411624488412010-12-24T08:40:08.922+00:002010-12-24T08:40:08.922+00:00I'm sure he wouldn't be so crass Dave.
I ...I'm sure he wouldn't be so crass Dave. <br />I can relate to the present balancing act and confirm it was even more difficult with 5. I used to think it akin to sawing the legs of a table to get it level.<br />Happy Christmas to Z & Sage and family. And the old mug.Roghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09780409453528524865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-47486050876485532442010-12-24T08:18:47.905+00:002010-12-24T08:18:47.905+00:00I'm sure if Rog were here he'd have someth...I'm sure if Rog were here he'd have something to say about a rather ugly cracked mug.Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08403853324345062446noreply@blogger.com