By gum!

That’s the trouble wi' Blog Posts, they all comes together in clumps, one after t’other, and not a bit spaced out proper.

This is me kitchen, wi' me 'scoot about' stool.  I'm still getting used to the lectric cooker and burn a few things, specially boiled eggs.

A real nice friend of mine, wot lives in France, said “why don’t you show me some photos,” of me new place like, now I’m divorced and all, so here they are:

     

These are of me sitting room like.  You has to click on em I think if you want to see em any bigger.

An this one's tut view out't big window.

Pip, pip en all, en Merry Christmas,

The Leg.

Jingle bells etc.

Here we go then, another Christmas rushes monstrously and headlong towards us, casting tinsel and tat in all directions, so it's time for this blog to send the Seasons Greetings to all its merry readers.

Nothing much to say about Christams that I haven't said already many times, so here is a copy of this years lovely Round Robin from a dear friend of mine.  I hope it cheers you up as much as it did me.

Dear lovely friends,

Two thousand and eleven has been an eventful year in the Leg family. January found us in our lovely Trossacks as usual and this year the lovely deep white snow was deeper than ever – “deep and crisp and even” ha, ha!. “Our” little cabin is so cosy with its lovely old wood burner, so it was just jolly bad luck that we were unable to find out where the logs had been stored, and of course the snow was so deep that it was impossible to look for them. (Hannah got lost just outside the back door for the most of one morning). We were not downhearted though and jolly fun was had by all (except for poor little Woofie, who we never did find) and I expect we might get a small bill to replace the furniture we had to burn. What a good job we brought all those tins of baked beans after all! The ‘loo’ is outside of course and we couldn’t quite get to it, which was a tiny inconvenience. I am always amazed at how we all manage to fit in each year, but fit in we do!



Do you ever wonder why there are not more ducks on Radio 4?

Easter was lovely fun as usual at Chez Nous! The grandparents arrived early this year, which was really no trouble at all. The sweet new puppy amused everyone with his antics and kept me busy mopping up ha, ha! The children got over him eating all their Easter eggs in the end, but gosh, what a lot of shoes the dear little chap manages to spoil! (John got quite cross, not like him at all!!) The grandparents stayed on a few days longer to “make the most of our grandchildren,” so John’s back has given him a bit of bother ever since. The put-you-up is a rather old model - and a bit small. Easter is such a very special time for us…

We all think Marcus did jolly well with his CGSE’s. He manages to cope with his dyslexia terribly well all things considered. The school fees keep going up of course, but it is a lovely old school and a line has now been drawn under the little “incident” that the ghastly media made such a silly fuss about. Apropos the jolly old school fees, John thinks we can still manage to run both cars if he gets the promotion he expects next year. Hanna is still having a tiny bit of trouble with her weight, but the doctor says that her skin is clearing up nicely. It certainly doesn’t seem to be getting any worse, but you know what girls are like!
Our usual three weeks en famille in “our” little Haute Maritime pavilion was bliss! SO lovely to get away from it all!! This year we took delivery of a lovely new Bosh dish-washer, so my chores will certainly be cut down a bit!! John says that they must have ordered one for a different voltage but I am sure that he will get it working next year if anyone can! He is so clever with anything electrical. I always say that a change is as good as a rest, and that doing housework and cooking in France is so much more fun than back home. John says that I am jolly good at improvising (praise indeed!). Everyone round there puts the washing out over the bushes. Hanna’s sunburn cleared up nicely, leaving her skin looking a whole jolly lot better to my eyes.



A bit of a jolly old “Stop Press” announcement:
Announcing our impending divorce came as a bit of a shock to many of our lovely, lovely friends. Mummy said she was surprised I hadn’t left him years ago but I don’t believe she meant it. John’s parents have been terribly kind and say they don’t think his new woman is a patch on me, and that my pastry is far better. I have always been praised for my pastry. Well, it’s his loss I say, and he will soon find out what SHE is like! Hanna says “jolly good riddance to bad rubbish” and is on MY side, but Marcus is still not speaking to anyone and stays in his room. I think they will both get used to the comprehensive soon. I hear that lots of pupils get jolly good grades and even go to university from there. It might actually be better for poor Marcus as he might not feel quite so “challenged”.

Well, here we are then, all looking forward to yet another jolly old Christmas. The grandparents will be with us as usual and there will be a bit more room this year so that’s one good thing! Hanna is to get her I Pod after all thank goodness, and Marcus is going to be given a “Wii”, whatever that is, so I expect it will be business as usual at Chez Nous, with us all having a lovely time.

Doodoo (the puppy) is really quite big now and needs lots of walkies, so that gives me lots of lovely exercise – whatever the weather, and Christmas will be no exception. The vet says he will probably grow out of chewing shoes, furniture and handbags, so that’s another thing to look forward to, but I had no idea that dogs could be so expensive in vet’s fees! Well I must get on now as I am determined to make my own Christmas pudding again this year. Christmas is such a very special time of year for us…

Lots of very special love to you from Hanna, Marcus and Doodoo, and best wishes for a lovely, lovely 2012!!!!

Lots of love, Janie xxxxxxxxxxxx

Well, thats all for now folks, see you in the New Year!

Pip, pip,
The Leg.