Julia with Peter Rabbit. She likes Christmas. I endure it. You can probably tell that from the header picture.
It’s five days since I last posted. That’s a long time between posts, but it’s cold, I’m busy and, as of two days ago, I am sneezing on a regular basis, wheezing, and feeling sorry for myself.
It happens at this time of the year.
We are about to make a decision on a new internet provider – once we get connected it may be easier to keep in touch. I say “may” because nothing is certain the the world of house moves. It’s a little like trying to read Alice in Wonderland using the reflection from a fairground mirror.
The builder has arrived. He fixed a number of things, including the porch roof. He said it wasn’t a leak, just an overflowing gutter. So he cleared the gutter. Next night it rained and the roof leaked. I’m no engineer, but even if the gutter is overflowing, there has to be a hole before the roof leaks. He’s going to find and fix the leak now.
Compared to the list of faults with our house, there isn’t much wrong with the new one, though it does seem like it when you start making lists and asking how much it will cost.
You can tell I’m poorly because the effort of writing two hundred words has made me feel exhausted. Considering that I spent the morning in bed and the afternoon sitting under a blanket drinking cold cures and complaining about daytime TV, it’s not like I’ve used a lot of energy today.
Only six words until my self-inflicted target of 250 words minimum.
Good night.
Photos are from past Decembers.