Wednesday, November 05, 2008

The holes, a colleague and wonderful man.

1. Butter drips through the holes in my crumpet.

2. Debbie buys my lunch because I've forgotten my purse.

3. I come home to a hug; and 'My poor darling and her distraught early morning phone call'; and my summer shoes, the mould cleaned off, lined up under the bedroom heater.

Ready for the tree, better fit and references.

1. While I catch up with the advent candle I begin to clean the sitting room ready for the tree.  2. A smaller embroidery hoop came in the p...