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Last evening at midnight I was disturbed by a heinous thump against one of my bedroom windows. Naturally I assumed it was a predatory criminal trying to enter the Manor against my will, so I retrieved a weapon and opened the window with extreme caution, only to discover a rather outlandish sleigh levitating by my window, carrying an even more outlandish box the size of a small shed. I was, incidentally, rather insulted by the fact that it was wrapped in metallic violet foil, but nonetheless I assumed it was a benevolent gift and opened it, at which point Pansy and Millicent popped out in a rather ghastly fashion and started singing. Fortunately Millicent's voice is inimitable, as otherwise I might have thought it was some sort of singing death-o-gramme.

They then proceeded to drag me into the sleigh and fly me about England. Luckily I'd already been wearing my dressing gown, as otherwise I'm certain I would have frozen through before the sun even rose on my birthday. Naturally Pansy and Millicent came prepared with a great deal of gifts, since my birthday is rather a monumental event, and Pansy's cocoa was as fantastic as it generally is. It was quite unfortunate when I dropped my weapon as we passed Queenie Greengrass's house. Actually, I think I heard glass breaking, and I'd hate to think what would happen if it flew into Queenie's bedroom. After all, from such a height it might have been disastrous. Sleighs are such tricky things to fly on.

Pansy and Millicent, for some reason, thought it proper to put time locks on several of my gifts so I can't open them until my birthday party. How very clever. I'm sure that won't cause any problems, especially since one of them smelt of food. No, I can't see why that would be a strange thing to do at all. Why, after all, should I want to receive gifts on my actual birthday? Surely it makes more sense to receive them four months later.

Pansy did, on the other hand, give me the watch I'd been eyeing to replace my ruined one, which was quite a surprise as I can't imagine how anyone knew I'd wanted one. She's quite an attentive girl, Pansy is.

I would like to know what the acronym 'BFF' stands for, since Millicent saw it fit to write that on my card. I'm certain 'Bright Fantastic Fox' can't be correct. Perhaps it meant 'Bloody Fabulous Flaun' and she was hungry. In any case, she decided she was being quite amusing in giving me socks labelled with each day of the week, as though I need to wear clothing that advertises the day in case I've forgotten.

Now I've to answer some of the post that came from my many fans today. My birthday is always quite busy.