I’ve no idea if the title is correct but this is a song I heard yesterday on a Xmas CD when out in the car with our daughter, and I can’t get it out of my head… I mean to say, what does it have to do with Christmas other than Eskimos being in the snow and cold? And why wouldn’t I want to tango with one? If an Eskimo ever asks me to, I will most definitely tango with him/her and shall be proud of it. In fact I may go and start a flashmob dance with loads of Eskimos and non-Eskimos. Let me know if you’re in…
Pressies are wrapped (eventually). Actually they were not all bought until yesterday lunchtime. We had a Xmas dinner last night as we’re out on Xmas Day to family. We had a duck for a change. It provided enough meat to feed one of us, must have been the skinniest duck ever, a healthy one, probably went jogging. But it was very nice indeed.
So we’re tracking Santa via Norad and will be visiting the pantomime after a festive meal. Well, tapas. But any meal can be festive when its accompanied by a large glass of wine. Then we’ll sprinkle the reindeer food on the front lawn (haven’t bought any this year so will making some with my porridge and glitter, I hope no reindeers actually eat it) and will be off to bed, ready to be woken at 6am. Now our daughter is 13 we’ve put a curfew on her where she’s not allowed out of her bed on Xmas morning until 6am. Actually, am wondering if I can move it on another hour till 7am… might give it a try.
Thank you, dear readers, for giving me the best year ever with all your support for the launch of my first book. It’s been fab. Working on the second one, struggling a little as the character is very serious and it’s not something that comes naturally to me… so it will involve lots of research and the study of serious people who don’t smile very much.
Merry Christmas, and have a good one. And, if you’ve bought duck for the Xmas Day meal tomorrow, make sure you’ve a lasagne or something in the freezer as a back up, and make lots of potatoes to go with it.