Saturday, 18 December 2010
The town is full of small ladies clutching shopping bags. They are shouting recipes across the carpark at the supermarket. I spent a happy ten minutes at the chinese treasure store and emerged with red thread, silver thread, a cooking pan for the turkey.
Weather alert warnings everywhere.
Friday, 17 December 2010
The tree is here. Hooray!
Oh, and it's cold outside.
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
There are actually four ladies in this little group of party makers but two have vanished when I transfered them from Adobe illustrator to Photoshop.
I ordered a nail varnish that changes colour in sunlight for Alice who used to be Frank but as you reach checkout they announce it cannot be sent overseas.
The invisible wife left her dog locked up in her house for ten hours yesterday which means I bawl with helpless rage. And, as she is invisible there is never a moment to tell her to stop treating the dog is such a horrible manner.
Apart from that everything is great. Why does christmas make me feel wimpy?
Monday, 13 December 2010
I cannot believe the Wii. It says my age is 68 today...pleeeeeezzzzzzz and I have gained a kilo in the last week. Excuse me? After virtually running three thousand meters, ski jumping, slalom racing and cycling...a kilo? And I still am within my ideal body weight? How does this work then?
Sunday, 12 December 2010
Paco and Patrick went christmas tree hunting in three different villages, no luck. Christmas without a tree? Aah naaaawww.Still haven't made any cards. I should never have started making them.
Blowing a gale outside.