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Merry Christmas 2015


Merry Christmas to all my friends.  We have spent the day out at our bush block and I am now checking out the new iPhone Santa gave me. 

I hope you have all had a wonderful and blessed Christmas.  


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  1. Well lesson 1 has been learnt. It did weird things with the font size. Perhaps I will figure it all out before I begin posting again in the new year.

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  2. Thank you for your visit, and a Merry Christmas to you and to Ian.

    Yes, I have been quiet of late, but expect to return in the New Year.

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  3. Hope you had a lovely Christmas Day, Joan.

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  4. Happy Boxing Day, Joan!

    Have fun with the new iPhone Santa brought you. :)

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  5. Hope you had a wonderful Christmas.

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  6. Best wishes of the season.
    I love your Christmas decoration - it's perfect.
    Oh a new iphone! I hear the cameras on those are pretty special.

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  7. A new iPhone. That's great gift from Santa.

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