Friday, December 18, 2009

Only one regret

I am so lucky.

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I may not be a bestselling author (yet), only two people may have attempted my Christmas Puzzle 2009 (so far), and my slackline may be covered in snow,

BUT

I am not sitting in a busy office thinking of all the Christmas chores I have yet to do. Nor am I in some noisy city being pushed and shoved by crowds of panicking Christmas shoppers. I don’t live in the south of England where, when it snows, the media thinks the world has come to an end, and I don’t even have to go out today if I don’t want to.

I can sit in my cosy study with the log-burning stove, in my warm and comfortable, shapeless grey trackie bottoms (because I am here all alone) and I can write in peace, with the cat for company.

My one regret is that yesterday afternoon, when I was babysitting 3 year old Gil, it began to snow, and Dave rang to tell me to come home asap because of the treacherous roads. This meant that when Zoe got back with 5 year old Tate, and he asked if I wanted to play foxes with him and Gil, I had to say “I would LOVE to play foxes, but I have to go home because of the snowy roads.” There is only one thing I would rather be doing than sitting here, and that is pretending to be a fox, chasing my squirrel grandsons under their beds.

boys in arches

4 comments:

shafia said...

Sounds like bliss Sue! I don't even celebrate Xmas but living in central London I can still relate to everything mentioned in your blog...how sad is that??

And I'm sorry but I haven't got a clue AT ALL what the Xmas puzzle could be, I wanted to say flour bag but that's used in the kitchen, so I know it's not that...can't wait to find out what it is...

shafia said...

Sorry! Forgot to mention, your grandsons are so handsome!

Sue Hepworth said...

Thanks, Shafia. I think so, too, but then you'd expect me to think that, wouldn't you?

Samc said...

Squirrels under the bed?
It's dust bunnies at our place.