Most of the wishes cast so soon after Christmas involve small things, particularly on the levels of personal comfort. I wish I didn't eat so much for dinner. I wish I didn't   drink so much eggnog ... no, I wish I didn't drink any eggnog. I wish Great Aunt Gertrude had shaved before she gave me that festive kiss. It's only a week or so later that people start making grander plans ... you know, for world peace, the cessation of smoking and a razor for Great Aunt Gertrude. DP

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