Tuesday, 23 August 2011

Let's Tear This Century A New One!


In honour of my sister Jackie's 34th birthday, I thought I'd feature a little something she wrote to all us siblings some years ago. Her Christmas list. It captures the spirit of Jackie perfectly.

Happy Birthday Monkey Face!


Dear All,

In keeping with the crass commercialism of the season, I've produced my own definitive Christmas list of all the things I absolutely can live without but wouldn't mind having anyway. Let's further exploit our already beleagured planet's diminishing resources as much as we can whilst we still can.

Woohoo!!!!

- a good pair of black jeans- the kind that has to be hand-sewn by little Indonesian orphans for the benevolent multinational corporations who take such good care of them;

- rubix cube, rubicube or whatever- I think it's gonna make a comeback and i wanna be at the forefront of this retro revolution;

- chef's hat and/or apron with funny and/or ironic message. (Ironic means ready-to-wear);

-comfy sandals- the kind Jesus wore. He walked a lot of miles, on land and water and didn't get corns;

- contact lenses- my New Year's resolution is to periodically stick my finger in my eye, so give me a reason to otherwise I'll be displaying behaviour that deviates from social and statistical norms and that can't be good for my image;

- Peace on Earth

Well that's all folks. Hope this gives you an insight into the complex inner workings of my mind... or whatever. Btw I was just kidding about the peace on earth bit.

Let's tear this century a new one!!!!

love,
jackie

3 comments:

  1. After reading the first few lines, there was absolutely no doubt in my mind that this person could only be your sister! Lol, I'm thinking this must be a familial trait... =)

    Such a handsome family, too. When I look at collective portraits of my own relatives, it looks like the land of misfit toys; the only common features being our eyes, and strange little button noses...

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  2. How sweet of you to say that. Yes, this person could only be my sister. And it's 1.28am tomorrow (but still her birthday in England) and I haven't wished her yet.

    And I know you're exaggerating. How could you be anything but beautiful?

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