Weekend of getting closer. Closer to the ones I love. Good thing. Closer to Christmas - oooh! Really bad!
Engine in, out and in again this time with a flywheel attached on the Model T special. Languishing in the garage since it disgraced itself by slip, slip, slipping it's clutch and throwing all it's fluids out in a hissy fit. Helped by Mark, Andy, and Miranda - all hell to pay if I'd chipped those nails!
Last minute dash to Bury - meal out with my sister and friends. Jen and I sandwiched between Mad Janice and her date for the evening. A huge scruffy light blue stuffed rabbit that once haunted my sister's bedroom. Harvey no doubt.
Food was, well. OK.
Company was better...
Constant room wide birthday greetings were - teeth gratingly annoying!
Sunday morning collecting my Brownie from her sleepover. Went home to put up the decorations and tidy the house but somehow ended up back in the garage. Still no tree. Helpful dad felled a sparse spruce monster which wouldn't fit the Sedan in any way. Half a dozen branches and ten feet tall.
And off in the bracing mid-afternoon to play a gig at the Banham Barrel. Quite a number of folks swapped whatever their plans should have been, to come see us play. Or sit in the comfy sofas and drink real ales in the warm. My whole extended family grown by one. A long tall Alex, that Char sucked a bit of face with, whilst the boys played chess and Alice stacked draughts in dangerously close piles to their game. No doubt looking for a "wasn't me" fight...
Didn't want to leave. Enjoyed the band playing, although minus part-time Dan, and didn't want it to end. Always leave yourself wanting more? From that kind of a high; back to the reality of a freezing, no-fire, un-christmas-decoration-y, no tea cooked, house. Bump. Really felt like I was letting the kids - and Kate - down. Woosh. Where did that come from? Fire lit, cheese and potato pie, beans and some boiled veggies, no secret ingredients, and the Archer's Omnibus on Listen Again breaks me back to life. Hmmm - made some more mince pies. That's better!
Enjoying it y'all. Merriment still t'come!
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