Thursday, 28 November 2024

Wednesday 27th November - what a day!

 What a yesterday, what a today! Indeed what a day before yesterday!

It suddenly became too late to write a blog post. My birthday presents cards, ecards, whatsapp messages, visitors and emails seemed to be arriving in a non- stop procession from Monday evening through to this afternoon, so that I began to feel quite dizzy...

Plus Ang's November stitching arrived - simply beautiful- and we met with friends for a decided chilly lunch, that is, warm hearts but cold fingers and toes. That's how you know your friends, when they don't flinch at the idea at sitting outside for lunch during a window of dry weather between Storm Bert and Storm Conan..


On the bridge crossing the floodplain. Somewhere in all that water is the River Arun

One of them had a hot water bottle on their lap... an idea I shall copy. We took the opportunity to do a Notebook Swap as well as a presents exchange.

I foolishly ate TWO Marks and Spencers Strawberry Sundae Tarts after lunch yesterday in lieu of a slice of birthday cake. Reader, I implore you, learn from my mistake. Today I divided some of the Cutter and Squidge chocolate ganache brownies, one of my birthday presents, into quarters. A quarter,  or maybe half a square is all I can sensibly manage Himself has no problem enjoying a whole piece, or even one and a quarter, but he says they are so deliciously rich and chocolaty that one and a half would be a mistake!

Now I am sitting here surrounded by books and gifts and goodies and don't know what to pick up next. I've read a chapter of each of my books, to try and choose which one to read first. Except, of course, the Corinne Lapierre Advent Calendar that you are supposed to read just one day at a time. The instruction booklet comes with a strong elastic band to hold the subsequent pages closed and prevent you peeking ahead by accident. Of course there is nothing to stop one from throwing the elastic band away and doing whatever you please...




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