Sometimes, I think I should just stop making plans. I mean, I know they never work out the way I intended them to, so I could save myself the bother of making them in the first place. Also, maybe God would stop laughing at them/me. *** This year, the company I work for closes between […]
…or the second day of Christmas for anyone who doesn’t know what boxing day is… Once upon a time, about 20 years ago, DB and a crowd of friends decided to go [10-pin] bowling on the 26th of December. Since then it’s become a tradition. This year was the first time I went with them. […]
J’ai fini! 🙂
Every Christmas, my family does a jigsaw puzzle. This year they’re doing one without me, so I’m doing one without them… 🙂 DB is helping, but hasn’t had nearly as much practice…
Happy Christmas luffly peoples 🙂 Or “Bah Humbug!”, whatever you want…
Folding a Bascetta Star – pictorial instructions 🙂
…I’m on the way home now and there’s one bag left, I wonder who’ll cross my path looking hungry on the way home…
Decorations – not just for Christmas! This is the wall on your right as you come into the workshop: These are on the wall on your left: All of these Glass Things were hidden in the workshop, gathering dust. As part of our Christmas cleaning marathon, we decided to put them on display instead.
My colleague and I cleaned the workshop today. Every. Last. Inch. Of. It. It took ALL DAY. From 9am until 5pm, with half an hour for lunch, we scrubbed and wiped and vacuumed and washed and dried and sorted and tidied… …and decorated. And now it looks all sparkly and clean and luffly…..and we feel […]
Every year, I make a load of mincemeat, for myself, my family, and anyone else who wants some. Every year, I make it up as I go along, and no one’s complained yet. This is part 1 of the recipe – insofar as it can be called a recipe – for 2015. *** A word […]
I lugged my suitcase up the steps and onto the train and breathed out – unaware that I’d even been holding my breath.. Looking around, it became apparent that I’d landed in the first class carriage. I would have to wrangle my suitcase and an unwieldy bag of picture frames* through the restaurant car and […]