Monthly Archives: November 2010
“Its going to snow”, says the news reader on the telly.
Panic buy every last loaf of bread and pint of milk from the shops.
Rush home and clog up the roads before the snow comes.
Barge everyone out of the way, lock your doors, the snow is coming.
Buy enough food to outlive a nuclear winter.
Dress your children in five layers of clothes.
Dress your babies in suits that could float the Atlantic.
Well it wasn’t me, I didn’t mean to incur the wrath of the hormone driven car that did not take too kindly to me blocking her punctual exit from the retail park this afternoon.
Of course I kept my cool, and no I didnt shout.
I may have happened to accidently removed a stray eyelash from my eye as she triumphantly drove past…..
There is a fine art to putting up your Christmas decorations and lights.
Too early, you’re too quick of the blocks and you’re obviously trying to be the first one in the street to light up. Too late, you’re simply a misery guts!
Another week and I may cave in to pressure but it’ll probably take more than that to get me crawling around the loft in between the fiberglass insulation looking for the deccies box.
I believe this particular tantrum began over the fact that I had no sweeties in the car on the way to the shops.
Everyone was then treated to a very public display of screaming and wailing right the way round.
I’m please to report the tantrum finally ended with a plate of pork pie, bread and butter, tomatoes and olives.
I don’t think I bought anything that I went in there for….
A good day in the park, fed squirrels, got muddy and didn’t drop the pram in the fast flowing stream.