It’s been a while since I’ve written but there’s been a lot going on. This the first time in weeks that I’ve been able to sit down and give this some attention. Jen’s Gran Ede passed away – she was 86 (I think) and therefore had a nice old innings. But that’s not to say that it’s not been a sad old time. As her son Bob said “it’s the end of an era”.
This morning I was in a right old stink – I think I was just plain old tired. Alex came into the kitchen and wanted my attention – to go off on a tangent somewhat Alex is toilet training at the moment – he knows if he wants my attention he just has to shout “I need the toilet!” and I come running. He’s started to use the line when he just wants my attention – what’s funny about this is I’ve started to ask “do you just want my attention?” He now thinks “I need your attention” is another way for saying I need the loo.
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In the office everyone’s been asking about Christmas presents this week. I think I’m getting old because up there on the list for me would be the vests I got. For weeks I’d been saying to Dan that I loved his vests – they made him look like Bruce Lee. He didn’t know who Bruce Lee was – he asked was he a relative of ours. I had to show him on YouTube. He didn’t seem that impressed. I guess with today’s high wire and green screen antics Bruce doesn’t look so good.
Christmas is over and it’s back to work – I’ve just done the ironing for the morning. As usual it seems like ages since I’ve been off and yet it never seems long enough. I was all geared up for a good Christmas this year – I’d done most of the Christmas shopping early so the only worry was trying to catch my elusive brother on the phone to organise the – what seems to be becoming a bit of a tradition – Boxing Day visit.