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.

Men and their helpfuls little ways

Having been away for the weekend, I sent the man to the loft to discover the children's Advent Calendars.

Three of them were to be found............it was only much. much later as I entered the kitchen, that I realised my mistake........while he was up there he thought it would be as well to bring down the tree, and every other box that looked vaguely festive.

Maybe the Christmas decorations will go up a little earlier this year?

Going, going, gone

Life is much quieter without a burly black lab to greet you as you arrive home. Off he went without a backward glance, we truly wish him well.

Faerie appears to be the only cat to miss him, she has been calling for him. Personally I think we all need to be afraid, her desire to attack much larger creatures than herself does not bode well for the local dairy farmer.

On the bright side, at least Friesian cows cannot hide behind the skirting board.

Last night.

Tonight is Mercer's last night, he has been selected to go off to Guide Dog Training School. He is a big burly black labrador, I would like him to pine a tiny bit for me, but to pull himself together and be the best puppy in training, EVER.

If not, I have a spare blanket waiting for his return.