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PG received the following letter yesterday. He suspects a mistake. A certain person named Flap Jack sends a letter to his nephews and nieces, and tells them it is from Santa Claus. At the same time, Mr. Jack sends PG a christmas card, showing Santa in a hideous fashion statement. Apparently, PG got the letter intended for New York State, and no one knows who got the greeting card.
Greetings from the North Pool. You read that right – We’ve re-named it, temporarily. It’s been unusually warm at the North Pole this year, and things have been melting for the first time since I’ve lived here, which has been quite a while. And it’s been raining, instead of snowing.
So things are pretty wet. No one’s been skating in months, because where there used to be ice, there’s mostly water now – Lakes of it. The polar bears love to belly-flop in and swim, but the water’s a bit cold for the rest of us, and we’re used to cold! Some of the hardier elves have built a motor boat (from the plans for a toy boat, but bigger) and taken up water skiing, wearing candy-striped wetsuits. The speeding skiers and the galumphing bears are not always a happy combination, but it’s very funny to sit in the house and watch the action.
Speaking of the house, there’s suddenly a lot more of it. You may remember that, as the snow piled up year after year, we just built more and more floors onto the top of the house, and ended up with scores of basements and sub-basements. Now, with so much of the snow gone, I find I live in a huge tower. It’s not really a problem; each floor was once the main floor, so each one has a front door. It’s just a matter of remembering that yesterday’s ground floor may be today’s second, and taking a good look before I step out what I THINK is the door. That first step can be, as they say, a lu-lu.
Of course, the house suddenly being 80 storeys tall (and counting), rather than just two or three, support is a concern. My Architecture Elves (Impei, Frankl Oyd, and Bowhouse) were right on the job, adding ever-taller flying buttresses, although they do argue quite a lot about the style. McDonald’s offered to install some giant yellow arches to hold things steady, but I still resist corporate sponsorship of my operations.
Anyway, it started snowing again the other day, so we’ll hope it was just some natural weather thing, and not something that people have to – you know – agree to fix. There’s no land under the snow and ice here, you know, so if the North Pole goes, it’s just gone. And then where will I be?
I hope you’re enjoying your Winter weather, and being good for your Mom and Dad, and to each other. I’ll see you soon.