I hate lists , I always have and my wife has always been very good at them. She used to urge me to make lists of things I had to do but I claimed that they were all in my head and it was quite simple to remember them .Unfortunately this was only too often not the case and I had to admit that this and that had slipped my mind .So imagine my trepidation when my wife informed me today that we were going to go through our Christmas card list . This usually entails finding last year's list and crossing out the departed/divorced(you don't want to take sides)and those who forgot to send you one and maybe the odd couple who you wished you hadn't sent one to last year as well.Unfortunately my wife's failing memory makes this task fraught with hazards . Lots of names just didn't seem familiar to her so cousins ,friends and neighbours were struck off willy nilly ,regardless of my protestations.I faced a barrage of questions as to who this was and who that was and even after an explanation she seemed none the wiser . When she decided to move onto the presents list and we had to go through the children of old friends and the children of their children and I don't know who was more confused her or me .I fear a whole tranche of people will never hear from us again and that may very well include our relations.I have to admit that after a couple of hours my patience was hanging by a thread . The saddest thing though was that my wife's lists used to be written in wonderfully bold italic script and now they are in a tiny slanting illegible scrawl with which I suspect many of you are familiar . Soon we will be embarking on some Christmas shopping - but that will be a story for another day .