We wish you a Bitchin' Crisis!

Welcome to the 21st edition of our card, which was written by a dangerously out-of-control AI! This year, we are drinking hot cocoa and patching the dry-stone dikes!

Here are some thoughts from the kids:

Pascale: Mother Miranda's gonna LOVE you!

Charlie: I am the snake oil salesman.

We wish you an Eye-Watering Hogmanay with your crypto-bros and collection of spores, molds, and fungus!

Love,

The Wee Byre