Yes, me AGAIN, blowing through your Blogrol like a big gusty wind round a chimney pot on a dark, dark night. I have been told to expect wind of an exceptional nature on Thursday AND this is not a reference to Mr Beastie's chick-pea curry. Britain is to be battered by stormy weather... will there be anything left of Scotland come Friday? Will Santa be blown off course and end up delivering a sack full of iPhones and Xboxes to a bewildered Muskox in the Artic? Let's hope not.
Meanwhile, this is the last post in my blogging marathon; I was going to do a write up of my toileting experience in Minehead, but a) I've forgotten what it was like and b) that's not really very festive is it?
So, here is my tree... the one you didn't think existed... it is too big to go in the space provided in the previous post, so I have put it here instead.
This tree is about twenty years old... and so are the decorations! Let's just say that back in the early nineties the look of the traditional Victorian Christmas tree was all the rage... and let's face it the more lights, tinsel and shiny bits on a tree the better!
And I think it's only right that I finish this Christmas themed marathon with another Christmas tune... this one was the UK Christmas no.1 in 1954 and was no.1 for 5 weeks. Let's hope our current X Factor winners can do as well.
Erm... think I ought to go and write some cards out now... and perhaps buy some presents.... where is the Baileys?