But, hey, it'll be fine. I have a gorgeous grand-daughter.
Very quick catch-up.
Prison carol service was fine on Monday in spite of prison lockdown preventing final/first proper rehearsals. Even better on Tuesday after the afternoon was spent rehearsing. Which was just as well as it was recorded by Swansea Sound local radio, for broadcast on Christmas Eve at 6 pm.
I spent the rest of the week in Devon, getting home yesterday at about 6 ready to shower and change to go out for a Christmas meal with friends. And very nice it was too.
I can't help thinking I've left out some vital and no doubt really interesting stuff but I'm slightly brain-dead. But must remember to go to Borders before it closes on Tuesday.
And do something with my legs. They are so hairy there could be a tribe of tiny people living on them and I wouldn't know. And I must remember that today is Saturday and that means that it's Sunday tomorrow and I'm in the prison.
Will try to do some blog-visiting soon too. Big thanks to those of you who've continued visiting in spite of my absence.