and the beginning of Christmas, (first wreath of the year always takes a few to get your hand in)
Not pictured is the moment i slipped yesterday, went up in the air and fell hard, that bit between knowing you are going to fall and actually landing seems like a lifetime.
also not pictured is the moment when i got home and everything seized up and i couldn't get out of the bath and wondered if i was going to die and be eaten by alsatians. (name that film)
I chose gin.
This week Christmas is coming early as we have a magazine coming to photograph us. I am hoping by then the bruising will have subsided and the limp less obvious.
The Hound's presence was requested, he is still finishing his rider.
Posted by Miss Pickering at 1:16 PM