Wednesday, 26 December 2012
My friend Elsie surprised the Festive Pants off me by visiting with the most beautiful bouquet. Not only that.... the naughty girl also brought prezzies for ourselves and our nearest'n'dearest friends, Ian & Medina, who joined us to party through the day - and party, we properly did Boys'n'Girls...
With Trousers decorating The Christmas Tree, preparing and cooking The Christmas Lunch, AND doing all the washing up, Wellie decorated the house, handmade the Crackers (containing a Lottery Ticket, a tube of childish Smarties, and an even more childish joke) but otherwise had not a jot of stress or a care in the world. Apart from....
No. It wasn't funny actually, because I didn't discover it until I was ready to come home at 4 o'clock, upturning my handbag on the pavement over and over, only to discover that they still hadn't magically appeared. I returned to my truck, 'Moneypenny' (4x4 x Bond) and it was indeed locked with no visible evidence of them round about. I retraced my steps, both mentally and physically, but to no avail.
Trousers kindly came to scoop me up in his van, and we searched The Funny Farmhouse for an extra Moneypenny Key - eventually giving up in favour of a stiff Pinot Grigio instead.
Ian was a clever dick, and worked out how to take a 'click and dash' photo of us all from my camera - making us all feel a bit like The Simpsons on the sofa for a moment....and Trousers kept slipping into every avenue of conversation all afternoon that I'd lost my keys!
Keep Safe, Stay Warm, and I'll see you next time.