I’m back in position after a flurry of Ferrero Rosser and Baileys and judging by the lack of blog activity it looks like everyone is having, like me, a very chilled one. I spent yesterday playing worms in front of my coal fire. A game of strategy and planning, it’s one of my favourite ways to occasionally spend a wasted afternoon, though I rarely have the time these days. And I am totally stuck into the latest edition of book club ‘The House of the Spirits’. I have fallen 100% for the most dastardly of characters. I haven’t felt this way for such a fiend since Heathcliffe. He’s melted this ice maiden.
It snowed earlier and the snow settled……for about 3 minutes. It created quite a stir in the back garden. Once it stopped the garden was awash with squirrels, black birds and all variety of tits foraging for food in the grass. Somehow the birdies have all completely missed the bird seed that I hung up quite some time ago. Bird watching is a game of patience and so I persevere. It’s quite a different story in my Mummy’s back garden with all sorts feeding at her bird table and bath. I spent some quality fag time out there over Christmas and even saw some goldfinch! The sound of bird song filled the garden and it was so peaceful that I am now totally committed to getting a garden after decorating here. I’ve also convinced my Daddy that I am totally serious about helping him in the allotment this year. From February most of my weekends will revolve around painting class and sowing and planting tomatoes, carrots, potatoes, onions, cabbages and whatever else we fancy. I’m more than a little embarrassed that I’ve missed out on at least 6 or 7 years of this. Still, the skills will now remain in the family. I cannot wait to start and it all helps towards my romantic notion of a hippy future.
The snow was fun but really I’ve been praying for sun so that I can try out my most fantastic Christmas pressie from the shark, a solar powered Rainbow Maker. I love whoever invented this and of course the shark for associating me with rainbows. We saw one from her kitchen in HH once and it made us giddy as kids. Te he. I cannot wait to read her Christmas blog to see what she got from TH and whether or not Mrs N will feature.
I am now also the proud owner of a 21 inch flat screen telly which I insisted on installing myself despite the fear of god that Daddy put into me. He spent the whole of Christmas Day giving me installation tips, and building a more and more elaborate system in his head until eventually we arrived at a system whereby I need 2 splitters, 2 aerial leads and 2 more Scart leads. I have pictures now from all outlets but no sound from the DVD and VHS. Still, from trying I understand the basic principles and I will give it another shot tomorrow. I’ve no plans to leave the house again today and have all the essentials in, ie Twiglets, Diet Coke and fags. Besides, I need at least 4 hours spare to install my new universal remote from big bro. It doesn’t recognise my TV so I will have to tune it in manually. The booklet advises patience, as there are 150 possible combinations. Bah hah, pooh, humbug. Why do all my new hobbies and gadgets require patience, which no one thought to get me for Christmas. Still, a lack of TV is no loss today as I can barely stand to watch at the moment. All the commercial terrestrial channels are showing the most appalling give up smoking ads. Pah!
Back to my pottering.
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