This morning is dark, wet and very miserable out there. A steady, drenching drizzle and clouds so low we cannot see across the other side of the field.
P has just left to take part in a fell race. He must be mad!
I anticipate a pile of wet and muddy kit to wash on his return.
My niece's little girl will be relieved to see that Elfie is back today. Apparently she was shocked to learn yesterday that he knew of her naughtiness and had gone to tell Father Christmas. She was a little tearful and insisted on writing him a letter to say she was sorry and ask him to come home.
It seems the journey made him hungry...
He must be a posh elf if he can shop at Waitrose? We have got a storm arriving tonight. Hope we still have leccy and tweb tomorrow morning!ReplyDelete
I think we are due to get your storm afterwards. Keep safe!Delete
Might have another night cap to help us sleep. You keep safe too.ReplyDelete
As soon as Daddy Elf returned to the house after his muddy fell run, Naughty Elf pelted him with dollops of strawberry jam. Mummy Elf was not best pleased as she had only just finished cleaning the house from top to bottom. "Ah well,that's life!" grinned Naughty Elf.ReplyDelete
How eerily close to the truth.....Delete
I'm also happy that Elfie is back, I've started waiting for him every day and I'm no longer six.ReplyDelete
Oh, thank you Yael. You made me smile 🙂Delete
He's not going to enjoy his next visit to the dentist.ReplyDelete
Dentists do when they are calculating their weekly takings.Delete
Ain't that the truth!Delete
He should have popped in and seen his cousins in Greece on his way back. They're waiting under the tree.ReplyDelete
I saw them earlier. They look very happy!Delete
He'll have no teeth left of he keeps spooning up the jam like that! Naughty Elfie.ReplyDelete