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All my life I have enjoyed sending and receiving greeting cards, I truly believe they add to ones enjoyment of life. They can also be the source of great fun depending on your sense of humour. I recall sending to my friend, Sue Bushell, on some long ago Valentine's Day, a card in which I wrote the following words, 'If I had two, I'd give you one', that is all it said. Obviously it wasn't signed but I did enclose with the card a half broken matchstick and I sent it to Sue to arrive on that day of romance. I went to great lengths to ensure she'd have no clue who sent it, I had a neighbour address the envelope and arranged for it to be posted in England, so there would be no Welsh postmark. I then enjoyed myself from afar, content that the card would spark her interest.
I knew she'd ask her husband if he had sent it and he would say no. I guessed she'd show it to the girls at work, studying their faces for a clue. She would wonder, could it be her brother playing a joke, or was it that pervy looking bloke from across the road. She would probably re-read the words several times, looking for a double meaning, "Was there one? she'd ask herself. I concluded in my mind that after a couple of days of thought she would throw it away, which she did. How do I know? Sue told me.
Now the above would be wrong to do with some people but I knew that wasn't the case with my friend Sue, when she and Chris next visited and as I gave her a welcome hug, I slipped something in her hand, it was a half broken matchstick! "It was you", she cried, "Chris, it was Kenny". We all laughed, and agreed I went to strangely long lengths for my chuckle's. Sue informed me she now wished she'd kept the card, once she knew it wasn't from the pervy looking bloke from across the road, now she knew it was from the pervy looking bloke from Wales!
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