feast of Epiphamy

Down to the dump to add our tree to the pile, there was a deliciuos smell of pine from the mountain of ex xmas trees and one dead Father Christmas on the ground seconds before he was squelched by the dumper truck .It is war out there I tell you


...speaking of which went to see War Horse at the Lowry tonight,


SUPERB stagecraft and puppeteering (but sometimes the Actors' bristol accents changed to Irish oops).... I loved it...RECOMMEND IT.
Exhausted now will retire to bed and dream of stagecraft ,Shakespeare,Acting,Horses called Joey and murdered Santa Clauseses...

Nighty night