I am very good at giving directions.
"Can you get to the church from here?"
"Yes, turn left at the pub and then it goes bud-umpfh and you're there."
"Yes, turn left at the pub and then it goes bud-umpfh and you're there."
But, whisper this, I think I've finished shopping. Even though I wrote a list and then left it at home when I went to the village this morning. And that even includes presents for the crackers.
All we need now is for Husband to finish the dining room and we'll be almost ready.
I do have to fight the urge though to listen to the stupid things I say. Like, "Oh I've got to have an empty dirty washing basket before Christmas!" I mean, why?
I forgot to mention, at Zac's carol service on Tuesday my favourite bit was when Graham came in, walked up to Ric and said, "I thought you were dead!"
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My dad used to give directions with pubs as landmarks: walk to the Star and Garter, left there then as far as the Cross Keys, then down to King's Head and you're there. His other approach was to say "go down to the town hall, just a couple of miles, and ask again!"
Not doing any presents this year; giving the money I would otherwise have spent to the Ukraine.
I know exactly what you mean by bud-umpfh!
Boud, I tend to say things like, "Where the co-op used to be."
Very worthwhile, Stu. Hope you have a joyful Christmas.
I knew you would, Debra!
I say silly things all the time. Wanting an empty dirty washing basket by Christmas isn't as bad as telling someone I thought you were dead! That makes me laugh.
Love,
Janie
I'm not sure why we are cleaning the house really. We have 17 people coming on Boxing Day. Really the big clean up should happen once they've gone!
I thought no one asked for directions nowadays, they all use google maps or their Sat Nav.
Finished shopping here too. Yay for us!
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