F5 Dude, The Finger of God....

Me in the autumn of my life....

Or at least that's probably how poor old Scotland felt yesterday - 165mph winds??? What crazy mojo is this; needless to say it was a bit breezy here as well, but accompanied by little danger of being blown out to sea.


Christmas continues to loom scarily. A suicidal dash into town at lunchtime got two people sorted at least, thank god.


What do you get the man who has everything? I honestly believe he would be happy with a slab of particularly stinky Camembert, a few oatcakes and Lawrence of Arabia on the box. Alas, all of these things reside in The Pit all the time.....maybe I should take them away for a couple of weeks and then give them back to him?


Sudden disaster in the clothing department this morning. I managed to break the zip on my skirt and had to waddle home in the wind and drizzle clutching my tatters to prevent sudden de-baggage! Lovely image. Maybe this is the start of the long slide into wearing slippers to the shops, going out in curlers and not caring and smelling slightly of cat.....