Jools! A fiddler! Bring the band, hen, and Rory and his knees - the horse will be in need of a nosebag of oats to soak up some of the rum! If your surname's Holland, bring Tom. Not normally a fan of the Tom but the latest album in collaboration with Mr Holland is a Jool!
Connie, you have made me feel quite jolly, I just hope we have as much fun with our decs. Whilst I've been blethering on about Xmas decs I have to confess that I've yet to start. I know where they are, alright, it's just that I've yet to start. You would have to see what I have to negotiate in order to put the tree in its rightful place! I don't know what it is with men, but with the amount of gizmos and assorted electronic wizardry there is enough cabling and wire, not to mention, sockets that should I move one there is a danger of a blackout over the north west.
During the cold spell last week I had the temerity to connect a heater as back up only for it to explode. (I immediately thought, Jude! checked on TP and she was back on board - spooky or what?). The measured tones between clenched gnashers of the man, viz: 'stupid woman! Why did you not ask me to do that?' were not helpful. He may have just led to my manipulating the electrics in the kitchen for Christmas day in the hope that his response is similar - then we'll see the turkey feathers fly. Cook that, Edison! Where was I?
Sheila, bet your decs are a joy and a treat of a tribute to Lily. What a lovely thought by the care home staff! I've noticed that people have decorated and lit everything up early this year, or is that just me behind the times. Or could it be that people are just needing a little cheer - and they live on their own with tidy wiring? Sorry, just my current rant (no pun intended).
Well, we're all getting there..............
Love
Chesca