Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
Don't you just hate it when...
...you get home, click onto your blog, only to find that it's gone decidedly weird? The only thing I can think is that the author of the template was hosting the pictures for it with Photobucket and has run into problems with his/her account. So it's back to good old Blogger templates for the time being.
Christmas at Kathy's was lovely - peaceful, lazy, lots of excellent food and wine (and very nice whisky for Keith) and lots of fuss, cuddles and strokes for Paddy.
Today we have come back home while Kathy goes on further travels.
The snow is gradually disappearing but our road and pavement are like the proverbial ice-rink.
Oh and my mystery present?
A Sony ebook reader! I'll have great fun with that. Can't wait to start downloading ebooks.
My 'green' present
Keith is not one for detailed Christmas preparations. Left to him, not one card would be bought, written or sent and certainly no-one would get any presents.
So I was pleasantly surprised when my gaze was directed towards a late addition to the pile of presents in the living room with the information that it was for me.
Not only that, but, as you can see, he took great care to wrap it with easily recyclable wrapping paper. None of this glittery, shiny, non-recyclable stuff that the rest of us use, oh no. I shall look forward to unwrapping it on Christmas morning.
I'll let you know the outcome... :)A snowy Sunday morning
Well, the eastern half of the country has been struggling under a blanket of snow for the past couple of days. I say 'struggling' because, no matter how much advance notice we have in the UK of forthcoming snow, it is almost a matter of honour to spend at least the first two days reeling from the effects, but over here in North Wales, we have obviously elected to join the 'snow brigade' as we have had our first dusting today.
Paddy liked it, anyway. Maybe the horses didn't!
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