The goose is getting fat
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It’s Christmas. I have to say ours is going to be low key. For a start we are not at home from tomorrow – heading off to Mum’s until Boxing Day, and then R&C’s for a couple of nights before scooting southwards to Chatel for … wait for it … three weeks. Too much excitement here for that.
As a result there’s no tree up and, whilst C has done a fab job on some tasteful decor, it’s not our usual full-blown affair. Also we’ve been busy. I worked Thursday and Friday (with some follow-on work from that for next year) and yesterday we were with Jen and James for a pre-Chrimbo get together. Top-tip: if you have Netflix watch the new animated movie, Klaus. Get through the first ten minutes – the animation is put together differently to most and you might not warm to it. But the story is fab. Great for the kids too. And C’s not been well. A sore throat akin to swallowing razor blades has put her in bed for two days, which is very unlike her. Interesting she reckons the over-the-counter codeine/paracetamol mix might have been the thing that knocked her sideways. So watch that.
Anyway, Christmas is fizzling towards us, rather than galloping in our direction. Maybe things will pick up with Mum? Who knows.
The car’s packed. I mean … it’s packed. We always take a lot of stuff skiing, mostly dairy free stuff and other gear that’s more expensive in the Alps. Which is pretty much everything other than alcohol. So we have a car full. And, and this was nice, my
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less than a week to go …
neighbour took me for a drive in his Tesla 3 just now. Wow. If you’ve never been in an electric car, give it a go. After you get over the fact that it takes off without a mumble, and then everything else is worked on a big screen (which plays Netflix when you’re static) it really is an enjoyable and damn quick ride. The standard Tesla 3 goes 0-60 in 5.3 seconds. That’s as quick as I’ve ever been without being airborne.
And the book is now complete. I spent late Friday sorting out the epilogue. There are two twists at the end, neither of which I was expecting. Both of which, I think, really add something to what I hope will be a book which sits easily alongside the other five. No title yet, though.
Next post is on Christmas Day which will be your version of our Christmas circular … the cat’s letter. Some of you may be looking forward to that. I hope so.
Have a fab Christmas. And thanks for bearing with this drivel. Ta-ta!
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coffee before work on Friday
