The Changing of the Seasons

Well it is officially winter.

The pumpkins are carved and the fires are blacked.

Owing to the cold weather, the big fire has been lit for the second day, and as he is never happy unless he has something to worry about, someone has spent the last two days running up and down two flights of stairs fondling all the radiators and touching up the central heating pump...just to be sure

In conclusion, he has declared maybe the rads need bleeding.

I am sitting next to the big fire, what do I care about the top floor radiators??

Auld Age Disnae Come Alone!

That's it, i really cannot be doing with blow up beds anymore.

I need my own bed, with or without Himself in it, but alway with a large ginger cat by my feet, or in the small of my back, or on my head, or on my pillow.....

I am just too old, is it now I commence the wearing of purple??

Can you believe it, there is a NATIONAL beetroot shortage??

Tesco's have a sign up, full of apologies and excuses, no bloody beetroot though. Apparently it is all to do with last year's floods, so there you have it.

I have sent the children to the alloment and planted up all the beetroot seeds they could find.....for some reason we had three packets, and no one admits to buying them.

I won't be caught short in a beetroot famine, oh no!

Well, it's been a while.

Sadly the lap top was not fixable, but i got a shiney new one instead.

I am off work today with a shocking cold, and my voice is MIA, so that's going to be fun tomorrow, when I go back.

On the bright side I should be over the worst for my weekend away in London.

Obviously having a soh failure too.

Feeling Good

what is is about this song?

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=NlbFJANujaU

and

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=lBy4QXAAil8

just yummy

The Good News is ???

The wind has blown the shed door almost off.

He has botched it temporarily, mainly to prevent the rabbit being blown away to the Land of Oz.

Now to feed the rabbit or get to the washing machine we have to attempt an obstacle course.....lift this, prop that with your right foot, kick this with the left, turn that with the other hand, hold that....NO THAT!! and jiggle it a bit....

On the bright side if I can accomplish this with a weighty backpack and some small item of pump action weaponary I shall be a shoe in to the SAS.

The good news???? my lap top may be fixable.

Is it me???

Christmas is done, but the tree is still up.

I need a lie in, I am worn out.

I really, really want to announce to the world, that I am taking to my bed.

.........those Edwardian ladies had it made.