Britain seems to be in the grip of a cold spell. The TV very helpfully told me that it hasn’t been this cold for 30 years which reminded me that when I was young we did have frosts at this time of year and in summer dresses usually had a cardi over the top. I remember, remember the 5th of November fireworks were watched by a group of freezing cold children, the cold seeming to arrive knowing we would be stamping our feet and wearing our gloves for the first time of the year.
T-W-O went on an un autherised spending spree today picking up a new workmate for about £12 in one of the hundreds of pre Christmas sales we are experiencing and is currently unpacking the box of bits. His old workmake disintegarted and although he cannot be trusted with a saw we do need kindling.
We sat in waitrose on Friday enjoying a sausage sandwhich from their cafe for lunch on our long trip home having given up on the M4 and taken the country route back from London and all we could hear around us were people discussing the sales, as we read a paper (a benefit of eating there) we too could see the plethera of adverts from many well known stores ‘Sale -sale -sale!
Having yet to complete our Christmas shopping we may benefit from some of these offers but for now at least we can make kindling.
