I was well prepared for the annual Christmas challenge of who could wear their paper hat the longest, surprising everyone by still wearing last year’s hat, tattered but still in one piece.
When we cracked open this year’s crackers, there wasn’t the usual raucous atmosphere. It was unprecedented ground. No one was sure what the rules were anymore. Was last year’s hat a valid entity?
Rather than fussing over the finer details, Gran popped her hat straight on, with a promise that she’s going for a personal best, intending to beat her previous record of just over 3 weeks.
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