It was awful. Men were trapped under wardrobes. Chairs were multiplying in quiet corners. There were lids with no pans and other pans with no lids, but definitely not those lids – oh no. I shall say no more until my next venting* *scheduled for tomorrow Anyway, I am done. Totally frazzled. Whatever plans IContinue reading “De profundis”
Monthly Archives: December 2025
Kerry Packered
I spent today shifting boxes. The removal men arrived and delivered the first van load then went off for more. In the gap I moved half the boxes they had delivered into the vast cupboard (formerly coal cellar) Dan had just that minute finished shelving. That was rather the pattern of the day. After theContinue reading “Kerry Packered”
Fourteen and ready to explode
I was a seething mass of tension all day today. Blowed if I know why, but it was just like the dread that would come over me on a Sunday when I knew work had been pinging in minute by minute all weekend and myriad deadlines were imminent. Even the walk round the lake withContinue reading “Fourteen and ready to explode”
Lucky for some
Never listen to triskadekaphobics; the thirteenth has been delightful. We had a pretty pink dawn which, in spite of gurning shepherds, simply heralded a bright and breezy day. We were up, bacon sarnied and out with the dog before Jack Robinson could be declaimed. Down in the woods, the worst of the mud had driedContinue reading “Lucky for some”
The bell tolls twelve
In a desperate attempt to fit everything in Keith and I dashed off first thing to choose Christmas trees. We got slightly lost en route and had to phone for directions from a lay-by on the Abbotsford back road. A quick u-ie had us back on track and after that all passed smoothly. The treesContinue reading “The bell tolls twelve”
The elves of elf*
*German for eleven – I couldn’t come up with anything involving legs or oceans I had another fairly awful night, bedevilled by burning sinuses and thoughts of building projects going awry and surplus wardrobes filling up the street to the alarm of the lieges of Coldstream. Glaring grumpily at my coffee I resolved to dealContinue reading “The elves of elf*”
Double trouble
We are into double figures. 10 December and my special seasonal spidey-sense of being one step behind has finally arrived. The diary is filling up (tragically more with carpet fitters, electricians and house movers than parties, though these are starting to sneak in too and there is also a cultural trip to the ballet toContinue reading “Double trouble”
Nine but no whine (this time…)
A very quick and scratchy one today as it is prodigiously late. The weather has been foul. We walked poor Lyra in siling rain this morning. To the floofster’s credit she sallied forth without excessive dragging and limited her expression of disapproval to shaking the water from her coat the back seat of the car,Continue reading “Nine but no whine (this time…)”
Eight not great
I had such high hopes for today *Sniffs forlornly*. I was up just after seven and getting ready to go to the early pilates class. Mum volunteered to walk Lyra whilst I was out. Everything was set for peak productivity for the rest of the day. And it just didn’t happen. Well the pilates didContinue reading “Eight not great”
Snippety Seven
It is with some relief that I can report that the commencement of today’s record of Christmastide merriment began with the cheerful whoop of a cork being removed. Abstinence has been narrowly averted. In a move of particular specialness, Keith threw out the corkscrew yesterday on the grounds that it, and most certainly not he,Continue reading “Snippety Seven”