Monthly Archives: December 2013
A pocketfull of shells,…
sand, stones and seaweed…smuggled home from the beach. I was wondering why Gruff was being so quiet on the beach today.
Santa’s been!
A very happy Christmas to you all and remember, a sprout is not just for Christmas, it will probably be around until about New Year when your kids will celebrate their demise…
Every good boy…
…deserves a visit from Father Christmas, (especially one that tidy their toys away).
’tis the season…
…to be vomitting, fala la la laa la la la laah.
First day if the holidays and all three have succumbed to the lovely norovirus, how lovely.
I’m Santa…
…no, I’m Santa.
Everyone wants to be Santa but we know there’s only one and it won’t be long now…
Somewhere quiet.
Sometimes you need to be somewhere quiet. Today I had to take myself somewhere where I could remember, cry, have the wound ripped off for a few hours and allow the memories to haunt me. I don’t know how other peope remember the day they lost a parent or a loved one but I find it’s easier to be alone for a bit(with dog).
Back to the business of Christmas tomorrow.
Watching a film.
Thought Wallace and Gromit and “Curse of the Were Rabbit” would meet with their approval!
Drown your dinner…
…in ketchup. Yummy, just what my cooking needed.
Who wants food with their ketchup or shall I just provide a straw?
Decorations.
It’s that time of year again? Oh flip, I hope Father Christmas has put me on the good list…more moleskines please!
I am the King.
Loving my first nativity concert of the year am breaking open the mince pies early to celebrate…
Doodlemum 