Dear Friday, Well hello, and here we are again. What a quick week it’s been; this time last week I was at my sister’s house in Perthshire helping with the preparations for, then celebration of, my nephew’s birthday. Now I’m back at home at the end of another busy week.
Dear fireworks, Much as I like you, I think it is time for you to give it a rest now. November the 5th is when you are supposed to be used in celebration of the discovery of Guy Fawkes and his Gunpowder Plot, but still to be going off almost every evening since the beginning of November (and again last night) is stretching things a bit far I think.
Dear garden, You are looking a little abandoned, so I must get out to sweep up some leaves and finish off preparations for the winter. I will try and do some this weekend – if we aren’t blown away by the winds that are supposed to be coming our way, or swept away in the heavy rain that has already arrived.
Dear Christmas TV adverts, I feel as though I have been ambushed by you, and completely surrounded. One tv programme I watched earlier this week had supermarket and other stores’ Christmas adverts on in every single break. I quite enjoy them, but not so many all at once please! Oh, and I saw the Coca Cola one – does this make it official that Christmas is nearly here? (there are still six weeks to go but I am beginning to feel that it is much nearer than that!)
Dear International Magic and Variety Gala Show, I’m really looking forward to going to see you tomorrow night. It was great fun last year, so I am hoping for more of the same this year.
Happy Friday everyone!