I’ve neglected my blog for a while but things are about to change. A pain in the arse of a job is about to finish so things will be better.
This time last year I was racing down to Manchester, thinking it would be the last time I was going to see my father. What a perfect early Christmas present it’s been this week to have my parents up for a few days. They are both 72 and finishing work in a couple of weeks so they will be able to get up to see us a bit more often.
Stood at the viewing area of The Queens View (North of Pitlochry). Love you, guys!!
(Yes, I’m sporting a “poor” goatee at the moment. Unsure about it!)
Last weekend we spent some time putting the Christmas dec’s up. Lisa decorated the tree and I was in charge of (in the words of the fantastic Clarke W. Griswold) “exterior illumination!”
We had a snowfall last Sunday too, so roads were a bit dodgy on Monday. (Where were the gritters???) It did look spectacular, though.
And my youngest midget and I managed to build a little snowman!
Saturday, December 10th, is the Christmas Fair in the village where our girls go to school. Lisa put our names on the PTA list a few months back, to help with fund raising, etc. She has a little stall doing Christmassy “glitter” tattoos for the kids. Well done, wife! Guess who she suggested would be Santa? Cheers!!!
This is how I want to go…..
This is how I have to go…..
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And…..a joke to finish.
I asked my wife, “Do you think your mother would prefer Riverdance or something a bit more Fred Astaire-ish?”
She replied, “I think she’d prefer it if you stayed off her grave, you twisted bastard!”