xmas 07

hotel flup at xmas.  whatever next.

it’s the annual ‘dressing of the music stands’.  christmas has arrived. (except in our house as i didn’t win the decorating argument – but actually we wouldn’t have had time anyway)

these things are on a road off oxford street (can’t remember which)

the sky was fantastic as i walked by staring up in to the sky.

this weekend might be christmas tree weekend (if i can convince jane)

how do christmas crackers know so much about their owner ?  so often hairless people get combs, and boys get make up items or lovely hair decorations.

at a christmas lunch yesterday clive got a false moustache, not unlike his own moustache.  still, it’s good to carry a spare in case there are any unfortunate facial hair incidents.

niceness in grande place.  (probably spelt wrong)