After all good parties, there must be a day of rest and recuperation. Day 14 is just such a day – apart from the rest bit- I rather over did it in the garden (as will be explained). As a result the day 14 round up shows meagre progress. I awoke, post party, feeling distinctlyContinue reading “Fourteen tasks ignorèd”
Category Archives: Christmas
Thirteen+ neighbours boozing (with their chums)
We have now moved from the traditional 12 days of Christmas items, to the neo versions for days 13 to 25. The above seems especially apt as tonight is the Ruthven Seasonal Pizza Party for the neighbours. I am getting my blog in early as I’ll definitely not be fir for it tomorrow (which mayContinue reading “Thirteen+ neighbours boozing (with their chums)”
Drum roll, 12 Inches cut off
Today was my going to the big(ish) City for fancy stuff and grooming day (as to which more below) and after a day of foraging rather than baking, progress now stands as follows: The trip to town started swimmingly, with me actually securing a space in the station car park and then managing to getContinue reading “Drum roll, 12 Inches cut off”
No pipers piping – the icing was all done yesterday!
Day 11 and I am somewhat pooped. Last night was the second of a typical three day insomnia fest. Nights aren’t half long when you remain conscious and rumbling about with what can only be described as random spam running through your brain. Thankfully, a spin around the coo circular in close to freezing temperaturesContinue reading “No pipers piping – the icing was all done yesterday!”
10 special reruns
The nearest I can offer to a leaping lord is Keith, who is in physio this evening. He could be leaping…. Mum went home to Selkirk today to do important Christmas things. (Mum being absent, Lyra now considers herself abandoned and sat woefully by her chair at dinner , wondering who would give up halfContinue reading “10 special reruns”
No dancing, but some prancing.
The rain deigned to stop this morning. Dog walking and gardening therefore resumed. As a result, Christmas Elfery was limited to the hour or so between peeling off the muddy gardening clothes and our penultimate pilates class of the year (which, as mum is at great pains to point out, is one more than sheContinue reading “No dancing, but some prancing.”
The milk maids are getting truculent
Another day of dismal weather and no prospect of getting out has left me grouchy. I suspect my normal, less Grinch-like, demeanour is at least 50 per cent down to getting a good distance from my nearest and dearest but with the rain set to permanent we are all lurking in the house at muchContinue reading “The milk maids are getting truculent”
On track at last
The weather having brought to us by Darragh (or more likely Noah) it was an indoors sort of a day. So in honour of this brief moment of getting back on track – here are the day 7 Swans a Swimming. Keith’s football match was cancelled and so he is inching home on a reluctantContinue reading “On track at last”
six moos a haying*
With the geese departed to their winter homes, a substitution was required for day six and the Hirsel coos were willing to form a sextet…. Keith was off to Nottingham today for a football match. I had great plans for progress whilst he was away but I fear they mostly did not materialise. My onlyContinue reading “six moos a haying*”
Four golden rings, one tree and a small rectangle
Today rose bright and sunny. What the blazes is going on? It is December, I repeat, December. Leaving the quartermaster in charge of securing more eggs and evaporated milk, Mum and I took Lyra for a walk round the back of the loch. Half way round we hit the olfactory heights of fox. We triedContinue reading “Four golden rings, one tree and a small rectangle”