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desperanceBarry's Xmas treat came early, when he slipped out the front door last night. Please to picture your correspondent on his hands and knees on the lawn, peering helplessly into shrubberies in the dark. (But I found him, and he suffered himself to be fetched home like a good boy.)
Mac got out the back this morning, but spotting a tabby in daylight beneath an orange tree is easier.
I have decided that my own Xmas treat (after opening the door last night to find Actual Father Christmas on the step, with Actual Gifts) will be to sharpen all my knives before I start cooking, yay. I was going to go one step further and begin the day with a new razor blade, but I forgot, so my poor head had to be scraped again with the old one, hey-ho.
The goose is coming up to room temperature, awaiting stuffing. Myself I am already at room temperature, and awaiting champagne.
Mac got out the back this morning, but spotting a tabby in daylight beneath an orange tree is easier.
I have decided that my own Xmas treat (after opening the door last night to find Actual Father Christmas on the step, with Actual Gifts) will be to sharpen all my knives before I start cooking, yay. I was going to go one step further and begin the day with a new razor blade, but I forgot, so my poor head had to be scraped again with the old one, hey-ho.
The goose is coming up to room temperature, awaiting stuffing. Myself I am already at room temperature, and awaiting champagne.