Funeral by funeral, I get closer to the front row: an occasional reminder that one day I will be in the box. My stepdad is the first of the parental generation to shuffle off his mortal coil, which I suppose … Continue reading
Over the last two weeks we’ve had some walls plastered and painted, and a heating engineer has been in to scratch his chin and tell us how much it will cost to sort out the central heating (to fix a … Continue reading
Another of my Great-Aunts has died. I only have one left now. The funeral is reasonably local, and my mum will come and stay so that she can travel from here, and I will go with her. But will I … Continue reading
“There won’t be snow in Africa this Christmas” has always been untrue. Kilimanjaro has a year round white cap, the Atlas mountains get frequent dustings down to the village altitudes, and the Mountains of the Moon still have glaciers (just).
There’s a squirrel on the top of my tree. No angels, no stars, no cribs, none of that business. There are some sheep, but they’re not ones watched over by shepherds until glory shone around and some bloke was like … Continue reading
Posted by Donkey on behalf of Ms Gammidgy. Despite being over 30 every Christmas up to this point has been spent at my parent’s house, mostly with just my immediate family in attendance. This Christmas marks a landmark moment for … Continue reading
I begin with a warning: I carefully selected this particular date for my #yulevent post because I felt it was far enough away from Christmas to avoid bringing down the festive mood too much, and that even if that was … Continue reading
The final pizza of pizza week gets monched. Continue reading