1. Outside our bedroom door is a wooden cart with a baby Christmas tree on it. "For Alec," says my mother. He touches the red baubles with a gentle -- gently, Alec -- finger.
2. Rosey is down at the bottom of the world -- just a
conference call away from a family Christmas. She says the weather is
good, and she's going skiing later, though there's a chance she might be
needed for co-piloting.
3. We'd been told that he would prefer the wrapping paper to everything
else. In the end, it's a book with a finger puppet that lights up his
world.
Fairly Christmassy, queue jumpers and advent calendar.
1. For the last few weeks, polling company YouGov has been wondering how Christmassy I feel. Today, I can answer honestly that I'm now f...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...