...making a Gingerbread is making me Happy. Rich damp and dark, with treacle and, for added vavavoom, an icing made with ginger jam.
...taking mum to the hospital tomorrow is chilling me a little. A big test. So no sustenance for her today or tomorrow. I'll make it up to her soon by filling her with non-healthy food as prescribed this morning by her London G.P. Pastries, butter, full cream milk and other life enhancing fat producing foodstuffs. Sounds good to a fat lover like me:)
...reading yet another 50p cookbook (tea time recipes in flip top book) comforts me like the wearing of old socks.
...seeing friends helps the heart like nothing else. Even hearing voices jingles my bells. So the thought of eye to eye shivers me timbers somewhat. Can't wait matey!
...compiling a Christmas grocery list, chestnut puree and cider being tops. Beef for the Big Day, decent sized so lots of leftovers for sandwiches by the fire. Smoked salmon offcuts for my Salmon Puffs and a big fat Red Cabbage spiced and laden with fruit and sugar to go with a small Pork shoulder joint. Smashing hot even tastier cold. That's both the pork and cabbage!
...deciding where to put my 25p Cockerel and Chicken cushion covers, probably kitchen. They are cotton embroidered with luscious fat birds in warm Autumnal greens and browns. American I think.
...a BBC talent show being aired in the new year, warblers will have their day in front of. amongst others, the Legendary Tom Jones. I hope the Welsh belter is kind and doesn't don the Hat of Hate. So tired of tv vitriol.
...Sticking my plastic wreath on the front door gives unto me a feeling of Joy.
...writing Christmas cards lifts me from the pit of worry and rockets me to a bright snowy place where a Robin sits aloft a spade dug deep into the earth....
...Christmas shuffles the blues away:)
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Christmas certainly seems to brighten your day. Long may it continue.
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