Well, I stayed in until about 1pm, and Mr P settled down to an afternoon of rugger and ironing. I called in to ask what ready meal he fancied at around 5pm and guess what? No card.
Snotty letter is in production.
Also, IRELAND BEAT PAKISTAN!
The Ireland cricket team seems to be comprised of former national youth team players from Australia and South Africa who were tempted over to Ireland and forced to marry comely Irish maidens (probably found dancing at crossroads…).