Chrimbo Limbo

We have been having a grand old time. I love this time of year. Not going to try and catalogue, but starting on my New Year's catch-phrase, little and often.

Foxy has, of course, been v spoilt. This is the current favourite. Thank you Grandma!

Cough, snow, and cursing

I am suffering yet another lingering cough that's keeping me up at this very moment. VERY annoying and exhausting.

Meanwhile, those readers who experience actual winter may find our last few days amusing. Last Friday we woke up to no more than six inches of snow. The country ground to a halt. The University was closed, and all but essential travel banned. All good fun, for a while. But really, enough already. It's now icey and rather treacherous. Still. Uni open today but not the car parks. Yeah.

Finally, foxy's language has taken a French turn. He is keen on telling us to sit, unfortunately with a bit of a lisp. And he's been talking about trucks with an unfortunate f...

Christmas knitting is coming along nicely, thanks.

This was our road yesterday. Hopeless.






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Christmas Moment no. 1

I am having a lovely evening watching Kirstie's Handmade Christmas, drinking wine and starting on the second of Sian's Christmas socks. It starts with a provisional cast on, and it is pleasing me no end that my green waste yarn combined with reddy pink is damn festive indeed.


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