It came upon an Midinght clear

Heavens, but it is a  bit wild today.  

I woke at eight and thought I won't lay here and be stagnant, get up, be active.  

So I got up, and put my poncho on (have I blipped my poncho yet?  I don't believe I have) and sat and stagnated on the sofa instead. 

I watched the rain fall down the window and binged three episodes of what must be one of the worst ideas for a program ever. (People fall into a MASSIVE sink hole in the middle of LA and find themselves, in LA, but 10,000BC

I was quite embarassed that Si found me explaining to him all the excitement so far. 

Then I made all my snowmen from last night scary.  

How did I do that?  I sewed eyes on them.   They all look like something from Nightmare before Christmas. 

Because Si was down, I gave up on ..... The Brea??   and turned my attention to Nigella. 

She made Boubon Icecream.  That'll do for me. 

It's in  the freezer now.  Si Looked at me after licking the spoon and said "How much flipping  Bourbon did you...  and then passed  out. 

I'm  away to try Panetonne now. 

That should be fun.  

Pass me the Rum