That time of year

Every year I tell myself that I am going to write my Christmas cards earlier than last year. Every year something (or even several things) prevents me from doing so. If it wasn’t for the upcoming postal workers’ strikes, this year I would have had all my cards posted well before the advised last posting date but then the goalposts were moved.
Dog agility was a very leisurely affair today. We were instructed to walk between obstacles because the field was frozen and we could slip. It was a real test of control of Bertie, keeping his attention on me while we walked between jumps and tunnels. The lad did very well.