Monthly Archives: December 2012
Every year I tell myself I’ll do a post about Christmas, about my mum and how she died a few days before Christmas.
Every year the date comes and goes and I don’t draw anything.
Because I can’t draw anything remotely near how it feels.
Santa brought us a games console for Christmas.
We’re currently locked in a battle to shoot dinosaurs and save the planet. It’s not going to be easy but I know a few children up for the job…
An original work of art.
We have Bonnie’s DNA test results and I’m happy to announce she is officially, one hundred percent, dog.
Haven’t seen the children much today but come to think of it haven’t seen the floor either or the bottom of the port bottle yet.
Santa Claus is coming to town…
Christmas Eve Eve.
Are the animals on Santa’s naughty list or Santa’s nice list has been the discussion of the day.
The great escape…
…to the cinema, far away from Daddy’s lurgy.
No no no no no! Husband has brought home evil work lurgy thing days before Christmas!
I am armed with bleach bottle and hot water….
The nightmare shopping trip before Christmas.
To anyone I bopped with my wrapping paper rolls, sorry.
Secret cake eater.
Well I’ve gone and blown it, on the naughty list now for sure…
Or an Elizabethan collar.
Either way I’m not sure how long she’ll last in it before it does fly off into space…
Mixed, brandied (with pleasure), and baked.
Marzipaned and iced.
Decorated and pockmarked by children with sticky fingers..
Not to be eaten in slivers, only wedges.
Can I hear the kettle boiling?
Tis the season…
…to be snotty.
Fa la la la la, la la la, laa.
Dressed for dinner.
Evie, you look fabulous darling.
Cats and jaffa cakes.
Don’t look away, Arnie’ll swipe your jaffa cake when you’re not looking.
Angels, kings, and a little group of cheeky robins (loving the wiggle Gruff).
The kids and Bonnie enjoyed their sleepover at Grandmas.
Did you miss me then?
The school trudge.
School run to school, school trudge back home.
Ponies on the loose.
Well I certainly didn’t think I’d be walking down a main road with two escaped ponies when I woke up this morning. Shame, there’s a lot of abandoning of these pitiful creatures at the moment. This mother and foal have been reported to the local horse pound, (yes Swansea has a horse pound).
I got them to a local park where at least they were safe.
We’ve decided to find out what breeds make up our half pig, half twig dog, Bonnie, by doing a DNA test.
Just the issue of swabbing the inside of her cheek now…
Christmas Concert – Brownies.
Jingle Bells in the single chord of D.
The spread of cute animal hats cannot be contained, world domination is surely imminent…
The Christmas tree.
A true assault on all senses this year. Shame my lot can’t remove themselves from it yet to appreciate its full splendour…