Ten days and counting. Christmas is a little over a week away, but you wouldn’t know it in our house.
Santa’s Grotto it is not.
I think we’re going for the minimalist look.
The Christmas Spirit seems to exist only in the egg-nog at the back of the drinks cupboard.
There’s no tree/tinsel/baubles or holly.
But. There is snow. Tomorrow. It’s going to snow. The salt mine five minutes down the road supplies all the grit for all the roads in the UK when it snows. Winsford. You never need to go there, but it’s famous for salt, and the factory is open 24/7 this week. It’s going to snow.
And what more could you ask for under the tree this year than the PMB phone of the year?!
LET ME KNOW YOUR NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS! FANTASTIC PRIZE FOR THE BEST ONE.
Wonder what my buddy – Tiger’s resolutions will be – twelve over par – natch!