Monthly Archives: December 2012
New Year.
And what a new year this will be.
Without you all this wouldn’t be possible so from the bottom of my heart, thank you , thank you, thank you!
2013 bring it on….
Christmas past.
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.
Little ninjas.
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.
Christmas Day.
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.
Happy Christmas.
Santa Claus is coming to town…
…and we have left him a mince pie, a bottle of beer and an umbrella. (Well it is Swansea).
Wishing you all the very merry of Christmases, I hope it’s a peaceful one with sprouts.
Christmas Eve Eve.
Are the animals on Santa’s naughty list or Santa’s nice list has been the discussion of the day.
Christmas 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.
Spaceship.
Or an Elizabethan collar.
Either way I’m not sure how long she’ll last in it before it does fly off into space…
Christmas cake.
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?
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.
DNA.
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…
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…
Doodlemum 