It's beginning to look a lot like

First weekend in December and everyone is putting up their midwinter lights. I suppose at some stage I'll have to bow to the inevitable and get the flishy-flashy quarter mile out of the loft - the loft in the garage that is...

The main loft progressed for about an hour and a half, by which time I'd got three lengths of top-up insulation down (over Janet's room, so the pressure's off a bit), but that was enough for this old buffer. More tomorrow...

We have a midwinter tree that is decorated each year with a multitude of mismatched oddities, mostly that we have been gifted over the decades. This one arrived last week, from a blipper who knows me too well.

Perfect for Admirers of perfect posteriors...