I was reading a novel last night about a man who lived a groundhog sort of day he said. He got up and went to work same time every day came home at the same time every day went to bed after watching some television and did the same every other day. But, he did go out and kill homeless people in a bit of time in the middle!!!
Mondays are largely bits of a groundhog day but not like that. Didn't go out today but we didn't intend to anyway. Vin did go over the way to see if they had a wreath for the front door, but he said they were all a bit straggly so he didn't bother. Then at the other garden centre he bought some good old fashioned tea lights as he calls them they are deeper than most of the ones we buy these days so burn longer.. We are thinking of going to Dobbies on Wednesday so we can see what they have there.
All the Christmas decorations are up except for the wreath but I must get going on a Christmas newsletter that I put in with the cards. My writing is atrocious these days very wobbly and unreadable so I type up a few notes to include. At least it can be read.
Got a message from Janet in Australia yesterday to say that our john has had a short stay in hospital with pneumonia which you don't expect in their weather, especially with it being their summer. He has also been diagnosed with emphysema she thought the smoking in his early days didn't help. that came as a surprise because I never knew he smoked. It was probably in his RAF days I should think. Our dad was a very heavy smoker he smoked about twenty a day and they were Capstan or Senior Service and all unfiltered too. He gave up when I was about thirteen but it took its toll later on in his life. He died of bladder cancer. Terrible thing addiction to nicotine.
Little Jessie was having a great time playing with her daddy and biting him at coffee time. Mind you he was taunting her.
What me taunting her? Never ! Bad news pussy. No cream cake either.
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