... all over for another year!
We've crammed Christmas and a birthday into the one day as we do, we've all received fabulous, thoughtful presents, eaten too much and laughed a lot. Claire's family called in during the early afternoon, so she could see Jim on his birthday.
The girls are wearing bling on their bling! In fact we're blinded by the diamante! Who cares - they look dead cute.
Now come the days I really enjoy. Boxing Day - get up leisurely, knowing there's more than enough food in the house and everyone can just help themselves to whatever they want. Turkey sandwich anyone? Lazing around (with my new Kindle,listening to Take That, while wearing my new Uggs and my Mac make-up) while Charles and James are at the match.
Then the days before New Year - no pressure, still plenty of food in the house so don't need to venture out if we don't want to; just able to enjoy catching up with family and friends - before the dreaded New Years Eve. Am I the only person who hates this night with a passion? I could cheerfully take a sledgehammer to the telly if it would mean avoiding Jules Holland's bloody Hootanany (don't know how to spell it and don't care either)
Have just realised, I'm too tired to carry on right now. Everyone else has turned in for the night, so I think I will too!
LILY & ROSE
Here are some photos of Lily & Rose. There are a few from the first time we saw them when they were just 4 weeks old. They would fit on your hand at this age and didn't look much like westies!
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It's Jools :o)
ReplyDeleteActually I like Jools Holland and the Jools Holland Show. The Hootenany is always crap of course and never up to the standard of the normal shows as it usually invites tiresome irrelevant guests with nothing better to do on that night.....I dunno....you know.... Eric Clapton, Annie Lennox, Tom Jones and other dullards whom he thinks we should still like; plus his own annoying band and his piddley whiney voice. But boy can he play piano. Anything. And he stands me still every time.
ReplyDeleteI saw him with Squeeze in 1978 at the City Hall...which was ok but I was well gassed and waiting impatiently to groove to the awesome Dr Feelgood...(oops...forgot about Joe Brown's daughter Sam with a great voice, last seen by me singing with The Pink Floyd.) Now if Nick Cave and Grinderman are on there it has to be an interstellar mile preferable to any Scottish rubbish served up once a year by the digital providers who think its only right to review the year and don a checky skirt with a silly man-purse. Cack, cack and thrice cack I say.
Oh but the Scots celebrate Hogmanay properly I hear the family Jocks shout in my shell-like... but what exactly do you mean, McScotjock? Er....we drink more Jimmay. So do not under any circumstances ANYONE EVER, EVER EVER EVER NOT EVER wish me a happy new year. It doesn't work see? In fact I think it may just have the opposite effect.
So as you can see, I agree with you Sue. New Year is a load of old bollocks which involves alcohol and empty false promises.
Ahem...I didn't / don't get invited to parties.
New Year's Resolution. No more ...
I like Jools too - just not on New Year's Eve.
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