....yes it's Bookhound's day.
If you add the numbers together he's only 13 really (no not 49 and not 67) and I will be likewise later in the year which surely can't be right, how did that happen when we still feel about 7 (25). But what a lovely post-Christmas ritual this has now become after 35 years together (how did that happen too) a nice extension to the festivities as we start each New Year off with a birthday, and you'll be pleased to know I've got the hang of it now.
Shove some candles in the left-over Christmas cake, figure out whether we remembered to save some presents back from Christmas, or did we give him everything on the day (he was thrilled with the kettle de-scaler by the way) unscramble some Christmas wrapping paper, make a card (he really hates fuss) and then pootle off somewhere to walk along a beach or something and blow out the cobwebs and be ready to start our new year.
I'm hoping we'll back in time to catch the episodes of Downton Abbey that we missed first time round and then, forget candlelit dinners in posh restaurants... where else can we be in the evening but glued to the radio for The Archers 60th anniversary double-episode-much-lauded-disaster debacle. I'm a bit out of touch but can only lay the plot-line at the pregnant Helen's door, the BBC haven't been able to keep their hands off the poor babies this Christmas, however Nigel's untimely demise seems to be a close runner up with Lizzie dropping dead not far behind, or I suppose Brookfield or The Bull could spontaneously combust or something.
I've actually bought Bookhound 1500 roof slates (best Cornish Delabole, accept no substitutes) and I'm going to get him a special slating hammer too...not quite as posh as this $99 one, I'm thinking more £9.99 @ B&Q.
It has the look of the medieval weaponry about it don't you think... with a touch of climbing the North Face of the Eiger thrown in, but I know he'll be really pleased with it all because very soon he'll be back up on his roof ready for Phase Two of How to Build an Extension to Your Home and here's a picture I know he'll love...the suitably dressed Dad & Lads building crew on a tea break.
Recent Comments