On Christmas Jigsaws – day 1
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…
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…
…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…
My vacuum cleaner transforms my house into a feel-good oasis. Apparently. That’s what packaging of the new vacuum bag said anyway. I think I need more convincing. *** The bag came with a sealed plastic packet of tiny gel balls, much like the ones that swell up to look like oversized frogspawn when you soak […]
Because if you’re going to make a chocolate teapot in the middle of the night, you might as well make a milk jug to keep it company… (And also because I am more likely to be asked to make a chocolate teapot than to walk even the first mile…)
Usually, when I get on the train in the morning, it’s full of other people who are all minding their own business, and presumably trying to wake up before they get to work. People read if they have space to hold a book or a phone, or stare out of the window if they don’t. […]