Wish I was at home for Christmas..................

Doris Dyson was around early this morning,  and we exchanged gifts. I told her to have a few weeks off, and come around in the new year. J gave me a  hand and cleaned the dining room, so it was all go here.  I have only been outside to empty the bin, but I have to go around the corner later, to deliver the last Christmas card. I couldn't deliver it the other day, as the pavements were too icy.
This is the Christmas greeting my Dad sent to his parents in 1943.As he used to say to us., What was it all about? I know now, what he meant.