It was the day before Twixtmas, and all through the house….. Oh hang on, the day before Twixtmas is Christmas Day, and precisely nobody-except, I imagine, those who are profoundly lonely or whose family are a shower of b******s-spends Christmas Day ruminating on the joys of the next day. After all, we’re all too busy…
Month: December 2017
Let The Christmas Panic Commence
It is 5.58am on Christmas Eve and I am awake. Since I have no other reason to be so at this time, I can only conclude that the Christmas Panic is setting in. The cold, clammy fear that the roast potatoes won’t be crispy enough, the vegetarian centrepiece won’t be showy enough, and the alcohol…
A Little “Me” Time
As Piglet grows older, I find myself with more time to spare. Now that he is more interactive and easier to feed, placate and transport, all of a sudden he is less of a burden to those who would babysit, and my time-my “me” time, so to speak, at least when I am not at…