Friday 27 December 2013

Friday 27th December 2013

Boxing Day

Or Christmas Day part 2 as it was in our house. And that is because we decided to go to Dad's for Christmas it meant that we had a turkey crown all to ourselves for Boxing day.

Mulder

We did go and see Nan in the morning. She is holding her own, but she look pale and her body only sakes a slight bump in her bedclothes as she lays in bed. Her speech is difficult to understand at times, and she has been having very odd dreams thanks to her medication. The home has all sorts of residents, from those who can move about or are lucid, the the lady in the next room who shouts random noises all day. Even Nan without her aids can hear her.

Scully

Once we were back home, we headed out to see if there was any sign of the shed roof. I suppose we should have gone out before, But what with one thing and another, we didn't. Anyway, with the sun shining it was a great day for a walk. We found nothing, and the ground is saturated with rainwater. We walked for an hour then turned back so I could but the turkey in the oven.

The great Boxing Day shed roof hunt

We ate at two as the first game of the day reached it's climax. And once we had cleared up, there was more and yet more games on the radio. I snoozed on the sofa well into the second half of the three o'clock games; City conceded a goal in the last 5 minutes to slump to a 2-1 defeat to Fulham. As bad a result as it is possible to have, and what with Man Utd visiting just 48 hours later, they really will have to lift themselves.

The great Boxing Day shed roof hunt

In the evening we watched a film, Elysium, which was OK, with holes in the plat which did not make any sense, but it diverted us. Later we got the scrabble board out so Jools could beat me, which she did, just. It's just not my game, really, but I do do better. Maybe with practice and a dictionary I might just win.

And during the night the wind did indeed begin to blow again. Lots of weather about.....

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