FB has also given me a “one song to the tune of another” earworm today, from the Cursed Carols posts: “Come thou long expected Jesus” to the tune of the Flintstones.
Complete tangent - I'm in the I'm Sorry I Haven't a Clue Appreciation Society FB group, and they just posted Rev'd Richard Coles singing Relax by Frankie Goes to Hollywood to the tune of When I was a lad, I served a term from HMS Pinafore, and it was one of the funniest things I've heard in years.
I've been enjoying Clue after a break of far, far too long. What took me by surprise was what they could do with guests who could *actually sing* - there have been some fabulous One Song to the Tune of Anothers.
And for us bereft lovers of Jeremy Hardy's dulcet tones, there's Henning Wehn who is almost as capable a singer.
It's worth watching the clips on FB just to see Jack Dee cracking up.
FB has also given me a “one song to the tune of another” earworm today, from the Cursed Carols posts: “Come thou long expected Jesus” to the tune of the Flintstones.
Part of the attraction of that particular game is trying to make things fit that don't. You either have to cram the words in or have some left over when you finish.
I have been for part one of my annual diabetes check.
My numbers went over the limits one year, but have been below, pre-diabetic, for several years now, but I still have annual checks. So far, so good.
Anyway, now I have provided bloods etc, maybe I can indulge ( a bit more than I have already this month). I have just eaten a sliver of iced Christmas cake, started last week for my French group, so needs to be eaten up.
Now that I have finished using the dining table for writing cards and wrapping presents, I am starting a jigsaw puzzle.
I'm afraid Our Place's Crib Service usually has the Holy Family, as well as the Kings and the Shepherds, following the star. I suppose it's a way of getting the whole story over in one go, so to speak.
A Dismal Day of Gales and Rain in Arkland the Tempest-tost, keeping me below decks. It might be more properly be termed Darkland, as full daylight seems to have passed us by.
I need to do a bit of Shopp Ing, but that will have to wait until tomorrow.
I'm afraid Our Place's Crib Service usually has the Holy Family, as well as the Kings and the Shepherds, following the star. I suppose it's a way of getting the whole story over in one go, so to speak.
Does it include a donkey (who, according to the school Nativity I attended on Monday, was called Darrell).
No donkey - they are in short supply in Our Town, or so I'm told - though there is one (called Dave) who often stars in Another Place's Palm Sunday procession. They don't let him enter the church.
Very wet here today as well. I got soaked on my walk home from coffee with friends and a few bits of Shop Ing. I purchased a Christmas pudding at Aldi, as rumour has it they do the best Christmas puds in the Whole Wide World.
I also headed out yesterday on public transport - gave my newly acquired bus pass its first outing - and had a very nice coffee, lunch and a spot of Christmas Shop Ing with a friend. I think I've got most, if not all, of the presents now. Next up - the Wrap Ing. It's usually at this point that I find I have a huge pile of things for one person and virtually none for another.
Having been out for a couple of days this week the house stuff has got rather behind so I'm about to put the third load of Wash Ing of the day into the machine.
No donkey - they are in short supply in Our Town, or so I'm told - though there is one (called Dave) who often stars in Another Place's Palm Sunday procession. They don't let him enter the church.
We had a real donkey once - something equine anyway - which did come in to church. Some of the congregation were glad there wasn't a Blue Peter moment and the others were disappointed. Very much an age split.
I spent the morning doing houseworkerly things (cleaning loos and sinks) and then went off to do my bookshop shift. It was starting to rain on the way there but nothing too bad. I arrived to find the shop stuffed with volunteers. The manager was at a meeting and seems to have called in rather too many replacements. I decided to head off back home as I really wasn't needed. The heavens opened on the way back and it has been chucking it down ever since. I hope it stops soon as I really don't want a flooded back garden for Christmas.
On the way to the shop I bought the most twee Christmas jigsaw I could find, kittens playing beneath a Christmas tree. Hopefully that is going to put me in the mood to celebrate next week.
I had some shopping to do in Nearest Town. It has a very convenient large car park, but last year it switched from payment by coin / card, to payment by app. I haven't been able to download the app, so I headed for Tesco's car park, which is free. It was rammed! Cars were circling looking for a space, but I saw a car pulling out so got a space quite quickly. I walked past the convenient car park on my way into town and it was more than half empty. I went into Tesco on my way back to the car and it wasn't particularly busy. I suspect I'm not the only person parking in Tesco due the difficulty of paying to park in the convenient car park!
I have been for part one of my annual diabetes check.
My numbers went over the limits one year, but have been below, pre-diabetic, for several years now, but I still have annual checks. So far, so good.
Anyway, now I have provided bloods etc, maybe I can indulge ( a bit more than I have already this month). I have just eaten a sliver of iced Christmas cake, started last week for my French group, so needs to be eaten up.
Now that I have finished using the dining table for writing cards and wrapping presents, I am starting a jigsaw puzzle.
Well done, Puzzler, for fending off the diabetes!
I (sliding from pre- to actual- diabetic and with a tad too much cholesterol on board) have my next blood test on 2nd Jan. I'm doomed, aren’t I?
Both my parents were on all the pills and lived into their 80s, so I feel that a lot of it is genetic and I may as well get on with it. I, like them, am not very overweight, eat a fairly healthy diet and take plenty of exercise. There's room for improvement but…
It was Not Raining in West Lothian today; I suspect that BT, BF, Nen, Sarasa et al will (albeit inadvertently) be sending their surplus H2O northwards so that any semblance of coiffure that I might manage for the office Christmas bash tomorrow will be banjaxed. I may not be around much tomorrow.
No matter; nails have been decorated in assorted shades of festive sparkle and I shall try to get up in time to put my face on*.
As I was late getting home, supper was a popty-ping chicken thingie from Tessie's, and quite nice.
* I don't often bother with makeup, but for special occasions I will make the effort.
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I've been enjoying Clue after a break of far, far too long. What took me by surprise was what they could do with guests who could *actually sing* - there have been some fabulous One Song to the Tune of Anothers.
And for us bereft lovers of Jeremy Hardy's dulcet tones, there's Henning Wehn who is almost as capable a singer.
It's worth watching the clips on FB just to see Jack Dee cracking up.
I can't make that fit.
My numbers went over the limits one year, but have been below, pre-diabetic, for several years now, but I still have annual checks. So far, so good.
Anyway, now I have provided bloods etc, maybe I can indulge ( a bit more than I have already this month). I have just eaten a sliver of iced Christmas cake, started last week for my French group, so needs to be eaten up.
Now that I have finished using the dining table for writing cards and wrapping presents, I am starting a jigsaw puzzle.
I don't have diabetes, but I have my annual bloods etc on December 30th.
I attended our church Playgroup's Nativity this morning - rather charming but biblically inaccurate (Mary and Joseph didn't follow the star!).
A Dismal Day of Gales and Rain in Arkland the Tempest-tost, keeping me below decks. It might be more properly be termed Darkland, as full daylight seems to have passed us by.
I need to do a bit of Shopp Ing, but that will have to wait until tomorrow.
PS It wetteth greatly - again.
I also headed out yesterday on public transport - gave my newly acquired bus pass its first outing - and had a very nice coffee, lunch and a spot of Christmas Shop Ing with a friend. I think I've got most, if not all, of the presents now. Next up - the Wrap Ing. It's usually at this point that I find I have a huge pile of things for one person and virtually none for another.
Having been out for a couple of days this week the house stuff has got rather behind so I'm about to put the third load of Wash Ing of the day into the machine.
We had a real donkey once - something equine anyway - which did come in to church. Some of the congregation were glad there wasn't a Blue Peter moment and the others were disappointed. Very much an age split.
On the way to the shop I bought the most twee Christmas jigsaw I could find, kittens playing beneath a Christmas tree. Hopefully that is going to put me in the mood to celebrate next week.
Well, quite. AIUI, the donkey I mentioned (Dave) did once provide a Blue Peter moment, which is the reason they no longer let him in...
Well done, Puzzler, for fending off the diabetes!
I (sliding from pre- to actual- diabetic and with a tad too much cholesterol on board) have my next blood test on 2nd Jan. I'm doomed, aren’t I?
Both my parents were on all the pills and lived into their 80s, so I feel that a lot of it is genetic and I may as well get on with it. I, like them, am not very overweight, eat a fairly healthy diet and take plenty of exercise. There's room for improvement but…
No matter; nails have been decorated in assorted shades of festive sparkle and I shall try to get up in time to put my face on*.
As I was late getting home, supper was a popty-ping chicken thingie from Tessie's, and quite nice.
* I don't often bother with makeup, but for special occasions I will make the effort.