Funny but Meg is slowly turning into Finlay! and I have to wonder if I am the catalyst for this transformation. She is following me around constantly , she is spending great lengths of time sitting on my knee and is getting into the habit of throwing herself backwards when comfortable on the couch.
I drove from Dyserth to Trelawnyd along the back road today and took the above picture from the West. I think that the village looks rather delicately placed below Gop Hill. 
Janet and I went up to Jackson's this afternoon to do some shopping and most of the Christmas decorations were tastefully done except for the 179£ deer head which sang Christmas songs in an American accent! (I photographed the bloody thing to prove it)
Amy Winehouse one week and Amy MacDonald the other! Must be going a bit musical in my middle age!
I love this song!
It is not clear on the photo on the right, but the Council workmen have laid a load of hardcore under and beyond the field gate so that I can use it as a car park without churning up the mud. Bollards are proudly in place, and although the weather "looks" lovely, it has literally pissed down for most of the day.
with friendly advice for the benign workers, who seemed to be enjoying the attention they were causing.
ems to always be an audience for this end-of-the-world genre, and to support this theory I have just "enjoyed" 28 Weeks Later (2007) , the bloody sequel to Danny Boyle's excellent 28 Days Later... (2002) 
Joan has been watching the 4 JCB s and trucks that have arrived with a small army of blokes to widen the lane and to put the bollards in place. Some neighbours have been rather put out despite the pre-warning signage, but that's life I guess.
