Because my mother-in-law is a guest at the moment I'm unable to indulge in my periodic bouts of 'for fuck's sake' when confronted by something that displeases me, although when we received a xmas card with one of those boast lists masquerading as a catch-up letter I was sorely tempted. In fact, the letter was so bad that I suspected that my MIL was sorry that she was genetically incapable of saying FFS and instead did one of those little laughs that she does when someone in the family tries to get above themselves. However, it provided great entertainment chez Fanny as we took turns in reading aloud the
show-off list the nice letter.
Johnny's favourite bit was only getting 6A* at GCSE because he hadn't revised enough but I felt that real winner was 'trying to fit in some exercise' which included 2 skiing trips and running the London Marathon. We also spent more time than is strictly necessary wondering what horrendous sins the teenage son had committed because his only inclusion was that he is a true teenager and that his voice has broken. Presumably not in the choir nor spending his time revising?
We last saw these people when the kid with revision problems was at nursery school.
My final thoughts on this are that if you feel the need to write a mailshot to people you can't be bothered to get in touch with at any other time, then you may want to consider your writing style, specifically how difficult it can be to use irony effectively. It sails a bit close to smug sometimes. Of course, maybe that's exactly what you're striving for so go right ahead and let people who don't care know that you would really have loved to take some high-profile role on the board of some high-profile British Broadcasting Corporation but this would have meant you dropping the advisory role. No, I have no idea either.
And anyone who wants to suggest that I'm only jealous because my marketing brochure would be something along the lines of 'Fanny's personal best this year was getting up before dusk' may be absolutely correct.