The Christmas Bookcase
some of the official invites for the Wedding!
Just ten cards.....all beautifully written by my own fair hand......
£ 6.40 !
I nearly had a stroke right then and there in the Post Office
I was still smarting from the cost of a first class stamp when a woman stopped me on the Dyserth Country walkway to say hello to the dogs.
" hello Winnie" she cooed, as Winnie blew her a few moo moo kisses
And I took a closer look at the woman to see where I knew her from
I didn't recognise her.
" She looks bigger than she does on the blog" the woman said in way of explanation and we chatted for a while, with her knowing all sorts of facts about me and me knowing absolutely nothing about her.
It was an odd feeling.
Perhaps I do share a little too much on Going Gently..it has to be said......for......many other bloggers go to extraordinary lengths to maintain their anonymity on their own blogs .
There are a lot of nutcases out there.....
It's a case of horses for courses I guess.
Anyhow, I have very little private information to share with the world today....
I've put the fairy lights in 1940s bookcase in the living room and as the animals all galloped up to bed for their daily lie together, I am left to work out just how many Christmas cards I can afford to send this year.
The daily lie in