It's peculiar, this time of year. This inbetweeny time. It's bad planning really, squishing Christmas and New Year so close together. You'd think that 'they' would have thought a bit more carefully about the need for cheerful celebration to break up the gloom of Winter, and maybe spread out the holidays a month, or even 6 weeks apart. Keep New Year's Day on January 1st, because obviously it is a neat and tidy date to start things on, and maybe shift Christmas back to the last week in November. Would that work okay? Who knows?
Anyway, today I have been mostly reading. I read this...
...and it was very good. It was one of those rare books that I found I couldn't put down once I started it, so I didn't and hence dinner this evening was cheesy beans on toast which isn't a bad thing really given#whoatealltheChristmaspies? Which at least gives me the easy default resolution for New Year - lose the weight I put on in Winter.
And yesterday I did a b****r of a Christmas jigsaw puzzle. 1,000 pieces of aggravation, but I did it and Flora did not do her usual trick of running off with one of the pieces and hiding it under the sofa with all the biros.
Tomorrow I am planning to go book hunting in Waterstones, having received some lovely book vouchers as presents! Ah...book hunting! You've got to love it. And I'll be digging out the sewing again as I also received a humungous daylight craft lamp and a light box. No more squinting in the Winter gloom embroidery for me. In fact, I might just sit under them for the sheer hell of it.
And talking of sewing - well, a chum and I are setting up a new craft group! Mostly for sewing in but also as a lame excuse to get together for tea, cake and gossip. My friend has access to a premises in town - toilet, kettle and heating included - and the landlord does not mind us using as a craft space at the weekends. So we are setting up an arty-crafty group! We are both very excited by this plan. Our first get together is on the calender for 9th January.
And what else can be said about this inbetweeny time? Not much, really. The weather is mild, grey and a bit drizzly. I managed a quick walking jaunt into the park at first light this morning. There were lots of mad dogs about the place, enjoying a grassy gallop and a dunk in the lake. I didn't envy the lady who was walking three bearded collies who looked like they had collected most of the spare park mud up in their coats! Hopefully, she lives in a mansion with a boot room for the drying out of muddy hounds.
Other than that, all is well - Flora has a new 'Mr Light' friend in the form of a laser pen torch thingy. Phoebe has a new cat food which hopefully will help ease her arthritis. Primrose has finished her moult and is sprouting new feathers and Camilla is still laying eggs. She has got to be the best layer we've ever had; she has barely stopped in over a year and looks amazing for all her efforts. Andy is practising his barista skills with his new high pressure and very loud coffee machine.
And I am thinking about 2016 and what it will bring. Who knows? Best not to think too much about it I suppose.
Finally, I just wanted to say a big 'Thank You!' to everyone who read the pantomime malarkey in the lead up to Christmas, and especially to those who 'joined in' by hiding behind sofas, 'lending' their animal friends as cast members and emptying the Trompe L'Oeil Theatre hospitality suite of strawberry mivvies! It is your support as readers that keeps me writing - you are wonderful! I don't know yet what my next writing project will be but no doubt something suitably insane (and likely with chickens!) will present itself soon.
Hope your Christmas was happy/ calm/ exciting/ peaceful (delete as applicable) and before the New Year and in the words of The Terminator - 'I'll be back!'