Thursday, December 11, 2008



NTL has a new format and it is just way too much detail on one page and my poor eyesight is having difficulty.I know.....I sound like a teenager bitchin moaning over the new Facebook!

2nd moan.....Beauty is so poorly bad that all HER & MY shore leave is cancelled.I think that I also have what she has.

LAST BUT NOT LEAST BUT MOST.....Belle has gone home to Florida and I miss her and I want her and Beau to come and live in Cardiff near The Mama Lady(the girls call me that).But Beau would definitely miss the sun and his family and I couldn't ask that of anyone.
I will phone on Sunday.

Last night I went to say GOODBYE to Belle who was staying at her Dads house.The house is in Cathays opposite The Student Pub in Cardiff The Woody and the crowds and noise were horrendous.
The houses are terraced and right onto the street with no front gardens and a crowd had congregated outside the house so I got out of the car and MOVED them on.One look at me and they must have thought OH MY GOODNESS.....IT'S MY MOTHER!
That was probably because they looked like solicitors rather than students, students would have taken a little bit more coaxing to move.Thankfully, even though they were drunk they were jovial like a group of rugby fans rather than football fans.
And the most popular outfit for a young man in Cardiff last night was, believe it or Elf costume!

Today's Christmas song.

This is one of my most favourite Christmas songs.
Still no Cliff!
Oh what the heck..... 2 songs for today.

Merry Cliff-mas

More scarves, I knitted this one.

I bought this hand knitted scarf at Bessemer Market for £1

She is NOT a Christmas Tree!!!!!
Every year they decorate her, poor kid.

1 comment:

Steve said...

I see NTL / Virgin have reformatted their web,ail service too - and I know exactly what you mean. Too much detail and too much info. And it takes forever to load. Give me simplicity any day of the week.




An Irish Blessing

(A Blessing from St. Patrick)
May the road rise to meet you,

May the wind be always at your back,

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

May the rains fall soft upon your fields,

And, until we meet again,

May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.