What a card.

I have a little inward chuckle every time I hear mention of Clinton Cards - I mean, what sort of things are they going to stock? "Happy birthday, Mr President"? "Commiserations on losing the nomination"? "I'm sorry I slept with [this space has been left blank for your own message]"?

Cards are funny, aren't they. It's nice to let people know that you've been thinking about them. Maybe someone has started selling cards that say that you've been thinking about someone. I noticed Easter cards the other week when I was going round the shops. Easter cards? Felicitations on this joyous anniversary of the Lord's death sentence. They'll start selling so many cards soon that people will resort to legal action to get some sort of correspondence injunction out against people.

I can see that there's limited scope in the card business when there are only so many major card-sending occasions in the year and so many QVC viewers are being encouraged to make their own. I couldn't say the profession was in a similarly tremulous position to perhaps banking, or anglicanism, but still - I'm oozing empathy, I can see the rub. Maybe we do need to be more in touch. Saying it with flowers is a little much, but by the same token even a quick phone call isn't always convenient, however good it is to talk. I think I shall practice being thoughtful for a while, see how it fits me.