Christmastime Tales

Let’s get into that Christmas spirit. Winter candle, cards and lights on the mantelpiece. And then... a brief trip to the Gyle with the SK and the daughter. A maelstrom of craziness. We needed snacks. Lots of snacks. 
I wasn't quite prepared for the SK expressing a desire to look at sofa cushions beforehand though. I couldn't even picture the sofa, never mind decide on which colour might match. I can be quite saintly however and dutifully trotted back to the car in zone F with six cushions.
Much later, I got up town to see James for a trim. He washed my hair and massaged my scalp in a rather biblical fashion, I did fancy. Or maybe more like a Roman guv’nor after a hard day amongst the Christians.