Friday 16 December 2011: That time again
Well C's parting words were: "You dare spend money on a Christmas tree and I'll give you what for!"
So, to keep the peace, and to leave me enough money for rib of beef on Christmas day, I'll get the fake tree from my single days down and load it with all the decorations that generally fill a tree twice the size.
It'll be loaded.
Bench ride in the sleet was horrible 163