Saturday, 17 December 2011

It is a week before Christmas

That squirrel has a tattoo, Is it meant to have a tattoo?

Merlin and all the workers that bring you all the fun, scares and waits are all working very late. I just watch a weary worker ambling to his car, quite expensive but to him at this moment in time just a car.

On our way to Onlinewebservice Christmas party, the first this illustrious firm has ever had. Just picking up Susan and then we are meeting Mally and Lord Mus of Musmead Manor and giving Mark and Helen a lift, all going to Alex's Fine Eating Emporium.

We all were drinking merrily away by 7pm, nothing better than those friends who can make you laugh and are just there for you. Food and wine, so much wine, even the waitress was drinking by the time we had ploughed through to dessert.

By now Mally and Mark were going at a great pace and Lord Mus was trying his best to put some decorum into a party that had all the signs of getting seriously out of hand, tipsy waitress served strong coffee which only seemed to give everyone an extra boost. Midnight came in a haze and we finally spilled out side to a clamped car, clamped on Mally property to rub it in. Her over zealous car clamper taking one look at my car and deciding to clamp it. Mally came zooming back and with Lord Mus sorted it out. Bed was now the only place worth going to.

We will be having a party next year and hopefully hire a taxi to and from so no worries about driving, just all fall down.

Robert is having his Christmas Golf lesson and suddenly he is perfect, they get a chocolate for every good shot, maybe that is the reason!!! Put a whole box of chocolates as a prize and he will get a hole in one.

The blue house was reached today with out a stop or a walk, the very cool winter sun shone down on this fantastic achievement, my Christmas present to my ageing body. Susan ran like to wind, as she sheds pounds her speed increases.

Now all that is left for me to do is finish off the present shopping and plan the food for a week tomorrow, merry Christmas from a windy 2deg golf course, snow on the hills and we are hopeful of a white Christmas.

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1 comment:

  1. What a wonderful 1st Christmas party it was too - looking forward to the next one and think the taxi idea is a far better one:) Thanks for Mally and Lord Mus for sorting out the 'clamper man'!