Well tis so hard trying to ride through the snow and ice and frost and raging dogs that has taken me well over a seven night to reach the post box to send this line out.
Amos is suffering deeply with the lurgy. Still trudged to the Quivering Brethren Candle Lit gathering last Sunday. Nearly lost my wits altogether when Adam did light all the candles with his old blow torch.
Still was a passing good service although nobody's shoes caught fire as they did in the famous gathering of 2004.
Well must go now and get the porridge steaming for the Yuletide special dinner.