Poor Mr Claus

There's not much left of Mr Claus. Peggy got him for Christmas 4 years ago and it was love at first sight. First she ate his beard, then the bobble off his hat and she's yanked one of his arms so hard, she's pulled it right through his body and made his leg ever so short. So now he is all lopsided and has to limp everywhere.

Pegs not impressed he had found his way out of her bed onto the sofa (that might have been me actually - struggling for Blip inspriation again tonight!) so she soon put that right and he had to endure a bit of rough and tumble on the floor.

Been to aqua aerobics tonight. It was such good fun - we spent most of it giggling.

Mikey is back tonight. Got to pick him up so gotta stay awake! Can't wait to see him (and get my camera back!!).