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December 28th, 2014


[info]hopalongcharlie
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Gifts from Charlie


[info]hopalongcharlie
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Sent Christmas Eve/Delivered Christmas morning.

For Romi, left on the kitchen table: Gin making kit.

For Percy: Several good quality ties with extremely subtle wizarding related patterns like this one with wands. Assortment of colours.

For Lucy: An Owl-shaped chalk board and chalk and a personalised piggy bank.

For Ron: Make your own chocolate pizza kit and a Wine bottle puzzle with a bottle of firewhiskey inserted.

For Hermione: Earmuffs and a classic book of wizarding literature he doesn't think she's read.

For Bill and Fleur: Gift vouchers for a meal with wine for two at wizarding Italian restaurant and a promise to babysit when they decide to go.

For Victoire and Dominique: Set of dragon bookends and some animal-themed dressing up clothes he thinks they might like (with receipts).

For George: A slightly mysterious note which will clue him in to a possible supplier Charlie has contacts for and an assortment of vouchers for a weekly takeaway, enough for two months.
[info]chrisss
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[info]chrisss
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Journal: post-Christmas notes

[info]chrisss
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Ben & Bryn: I hope you don't mind kittens? Mum and Dad got us a cat for Christmas. If there're any allergies, just say the word and speak to some friends about charms and such to put around my room at the house. In the meantime, his name is Sin and he's quite friendly, they adopted him from an animal rescue.

Melinda: Can't thank you enough for the recipes, but I'm sure my housemates will regret my having more excuses for more bourbon in my diet. I'm sending along some of my first attempt, bourbon ginger cookies. Let me know what you think? I'm not a baker by any means, that eggnog was really my first attempt at ever cooking anything harder than tacos, your opinion would mean a lot, being that you're the expert in these parts. Also: how alcoholic are these sweets, do you think? I'm hoping to send some to my cousin Andie at Salem once she's back to the Academy, but she's only 13 and in the States and all. Hope the holidays treated you well.

Dora: How was your Christmas? Your New Years plans sound fun though I can't say I wouldn't want to be a fly on the wall of a girls' night. I might order a portkey over to Boston to see Andie before she heads back to school full time. But my family is the 'toast with sparkling cider at midnight and then all head straight to bed' type, so I figure I'll be back early on the first. Lunch? When do you go back to work?

Alicia: I've already entered my first Great Idea into the notebook, and if you see the Fawleys over the holiday, you can let them know. I want to work with you on housing for the orphans, but I think we can do more. The war displaced more than children - people who lost their jobs, their families, their standing. People who ended up in prison because of choices no one ever wants to make and because of spells no one should ever cast. What do you say? Want to help me change the Wizarding world?

Public: Happy Christmas, all!

[info]adipucey
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[info]adipucey
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Journal: To Alicia (with apologies)


[info]adipucey
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Alicia: I'm so sorry for taking off from the slopes so quickly before dinner, but when Mum floo'd the room, we were right to figure it was an emergency. Sort of.

Welcome Dagny Maia Pucey-Connelly to the world. She was born just after midnight (USA time) or so, and she and Sera are healthy, though I never thought I'd hear some of those words come out of my big sister's mouth. Will, of course, was calm as can be the whole time. I have no idea how he ended up with someone as crazy as my sister, but my father and I are very grateful. Mother is both horrified and delighted that she's a grandmother ("already" in her words).

I'll be back in the chalet via floo hopefully before you wake up in the morning, mind if I crawl into bed and collapse in exhausted-uncle-mode to curl up before the day begins?

Spellotaped inside: