Wednesday, 22 December 2010

Where Is The Christmas Post?

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The view from my window.
Post? I haven't had any post since last Thursday. I only have four Christmas cards. I had to dig my way out on Monday. Actually that's a lie; I didn't do any digging. That would be silly. A very nice man dug me out on Monday. If I'd been a little more foreward thinking I would have taken a pic of the snow falling into my hallway as I opened the front door. It's not like I couldn't see the snow as the front door is made of glass.
And I still don't know what I'm doing for Christmas as all plans have been snowballed. I'm feeling a little out of salts... and grit... and cat litter... and chocolate [sob]. And I missed my big Christmas hair appointment. To be honest I don't feel very Christmassy; aside from the snow the only sign that it is Christmas are the forebodding trailers of death and destruction for Eastenders. On the upside I have a bag of Chips in the freezer. Sigh.
Personally, I think we should all be doing a lot less of this:


And I should pucker up, dust off my sax, shake off the blues and try to get...


HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!!!

Wednesday, 8 December 2010

Happy 50th Anniversary Coronation Street!



I can't let this week pass without making mention of Corrie's 50th Anniversary. It's on every night this week with a special live episode on Thursday. I have been gripped. More gripped than usual... although I've still got the urge to give Gail a slap for still looking like a gerbil that's chewing on a soggy cotton wool ball even though a tram has plunged into the street. Will anyone survive? But most importantly, what is to become of Mary's asymmetrical hemlines and Norris's neatly knitted mustard tank top...?

For those of you who don't understand the above paragraph please feel free to discuss the following: Snow; dressing up games; stippling; 'fashion' as the cultural construction of the embodied identity, or beekeeping... or Wikki-Leeks, as I am plumbing new depths in Wales.

Thank you, and I apologise in advance for being absent and, let's face it, a bit of a crap blogger lately.