My students are well, as am I. I don’t like to place unnecessary stress upon my students as we near the holidays, so I have them completing a project on which regions and cultures of the world they would like to explore if they were researchers. They’ve been receptive enough to the idea, if not lacking in imagination. I fear their other classes have sucked their souls much like a dementor would.

I am not fussy about Christmas dinner, though pudding would be preferable where desert is concerned. Send my regards to father. Or don’t—I’ll be home soon enough anyways.

Sending my love,

Nigel

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