That was a much better day altogether...it was still pitch dark at 8.00am and Himself was fast asleep until Eilis decided enough was enough and rushed about barking...who needs an alarm clock when a small shouty dog works just as well...can't turn her off and roll over for another ten minutes either...
It's been awful cold though...goodness, the wind was positively evil and we have yet another warning about high winds and localised flooding...our little street was covered in a thin sheet of ice which made walking on it treacherous and driving decidedly dodgy...but Himself was brave and soldiered forth with the dogs who did have the sense to walk on the verge...all that waste food has gone now...probably eaten by grateful foxes, so the dogs couldn't squabble over the best bits.
And the dead animal in a bag that they all rolled on last week was a mink, because Alex and Jack tipped it out to see what it was...quite why anybody would leave a dead mink in a plastic bag on the bog road is anyone's guess. Jack told me 'it was well dead Sue...and very stinky'
Our dogs most favourite stuff to roll about on is Hedgehog poo...they can smell it a mile away and there's no use shouting at them to stop because by the time you've realised what they're doing they've all got up again and are standing there grinning...
Jack and Alex were given x-Boxes or h-boxes...whatever they're called for Christmas and Jamie announced he thought them much too young and Lego would have been far better...I've been trying to decide which of his parents he was quoting...it wasn't all bad because they received Lego as well. And a heap of other stuff, most of which I've never heard of.
Something Wendy said before Christmas I thought was really sad...she was talking to Alex about the presents and told him she hoped they'd all love her because of the amount of money she'd spent...
But there...times and opinions and standards have changed so much that maybe having an enormous heap of parcels under the tree really does prove you love your children.
I made an excellent little padded bag and was gloating quietly to myself about the fact it was totally perfect when I held it up to admire it...one of the straps was at a 90% angle. So I unpicked the entire bag to get to the offending strap...not easy when they are encased in a lining...while reminding myself of the dreadful sin of pride...it was alright when I sewed it up again.
And I'm adding shabby chic flowers to some...making those is simple...roll up a length of satin ribbon...chop lumps out of the top...and this is the exciting bit...hold the cut off parts in the flame of a lighter! They all curl in on themselves just like flower petals...then you just gather it all up and sort of scrunch it and lo and behold you have a flower...you need to sew it together of course.
I found out how to make those on YouTube which is a veritable treasure trove of information...
University Challenge is on television tonight...the last one we watched was abysmal. They were older people who had graduated in the '70's and they were feckin' awful...one chap was the President of Mensa and he was totally useless...we were answering the questions and bawling at the contestants to buck up for crying out loud...
Mind you...I can only answer the questions about history and art...Himself about geography and spelling complicated words...science, maths and politics leave us silent...we don't bother to even hazard a wild guess.
Baked potatoes for supper.