First day of Advent – NOW I can light the candle without fear of reproach! I watch it burn – fierce and vital – through the gloom of this dismal Tuesday morning. What a day! I allow myself the luxurious thought that I do not have to go out….. anywhere……not even to my bin where (seasonally) there is no room. So, I ask my lovely neighbour: Continue reading
storytime with nana
There’s more than one way to dress a tree…
Update on the decor front: I have now decanted all boxes and bags recovered from my storage unit last Wednesday, only to find a plethera of absolutely no baubles, beads or the favourite little whimsical tree, much loved by everyone. I think that if I were to return to the storage unit to find the rogue box/es I would simply lock myself in and use the treasure to decorate the contents therein. There are seating/sleeping facilities, a display unit, console table, coffee table and garden furniture which could be dragged out for some pre-Christmas chestnut roasting, even though there is no ‘open fire’ (now I’m singing again!…). Continue reading
Advent…
So…here’s the thing, I have lots to say but don’t quite know where to start. Let’s go with what is at the forefront of my mind. Somebody, somewhere within my hearing announced that Christmas was just over four weeks away! I immediately booked my brother-in-law for a morning out to my storage unit. Yes, you heard me correctly, I have a storage unit and a brother-in-law and sister who are always ready to answer my distress calls.
‘A storage unit? Why on earth do you have a storage unit?’ I hear you ask. This much longer story will be told at a later date (you lucky people!). Continue reading
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