Unpublished newsletters

Is it just me, or do your Saturdays come round with ever increasing speed too ? This year seems to be rocketing past at an extraordinary rate of knots...

Welcome to a Saturday of promise and possible delights. Of course this may not pan out, but its better to start a day with hope than it ever is without it. 

Saturday springs into view, and so does our regular newsletter.

Welcome to a new weekend, and this one comes with a little nudge, for it is but a month until our convention, so it is time to check your wants lists are up to date, sort and price up your spares for swapping, and estimate how many wallets, leaves and albums you might require until you are next a

this week went a little better, perhaps because I started earlier, though I needed to as I had rather a job to find both dates and cards. Only one of the first three diary dates stayed the course, and the rest were not much better.

Welcome, dear readers, to what started out as a slightly truncated newsletter, without the last two days, but as a promised they were added on Saturday.

So here we are another Friday, most of the things I lost last week have been cancelled and replaced and the rest are on the way.

So here we are again, Friday turning into Saturday, and a new newsletter sliding into its allotted slot. This may be the craziest newsletter ever as I just left my bag on a bus, and have no glasses, and I had not yet finished all the cards.

Saturday has once again crept up and grasped me in its iron grip, and the last few hours were a bit of a panic, but we are reasonably ready, near enough to slide open the door and allow this into the public domain.

Its Saturday, and the latest edition of our newsletter is ready for the reading.