Falling

We all seem to be falling into a wierd kind of pre Christmas nervous wreck. Little Agu has found a new noise that is intensely irritating and nothing like the noises he was making yesterday. The cat is hell bent on climbing the tree and destroying all our good artisitic intentions. Ben has gone a bit listless. I'm wobbling around in the middle of all this trying to keep jolly. A big leg of lamb is waiting in the fridge to get us back on track this evening. A pile of wood in the cellar is waiting to be burned. It could be a lot worse.

EDIT

In my haste to make a large dinner, I didn't take the time to consider which way up this should go. I think I made a big mistake. Hang it on it's side!