This. The first piece of evidence. I have been looking like this all day. And in public. Not only did I take Boy Three to nursery but then I went to meet Deb to have a look at the Vettriano Retrospective and have some lunch. We thought we’d see what the fuss was all about […]
349/365 what I want for Christmas
Is peace, goodwill and an end to inequality. Is the beautiful and lovely two-month-old Tassimo coffee machine to give me coffee, not a rattle noise and some steam. I know that’s a shallow and spoilt first-world wish, but, the disobedience of the coffee machine is the last in a long line of insubordination from […]
347/365 One for the Christmas card…
344/365 Christmas jumpers – you can’t make me wear one
What is it with the Christmas jumpers? Every shop is packed with deliberately nasty garments emblazoned with red-faced fat men or horned animals. They don’t suit anybody, make you sweat and prickle your skin. They are a joke and the thing about jokes is you’re not supposed to take them seriously. This year festive knitwear […]
Jingle jangle: My perfect Christmas day begins with a good night’s kip
Dear Santa,Please can I have some sleep for Christmas. Ideally eight-hours non-stop (every single day, preferably), but if you can’t manage that, then six or seven would do.I know I’ll probably leave it too late on the 24th to start stuffing weird shaped things into the hosiery… and I ought to have done it days […]