December started on my birthday – no gifts but cards galore.
Otherwise, much like the rest of the year
with the addition of making marzipan and mincemeat
to decorate Christmas cakes and making Noel tarts,
the usual sitting about with a book and too much TV,
sewing until it hurts, toddling round the bourg
and lots of naps.
The highspots were the visits from friends with little girls
and the très convivial Christmas Day with friends,
Boxing Day with more friends and all the festive food.
Family came and games were played, walks were walked,
talk was talked but Hogmanay it was early to bed.
The weather? Dull and mild, windy and wet.
Outlook? Fasting after the feasting.
for Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryout, a bit late – symptom of my lack of oomph.