Oh, the weather is unseasonably mild
And the grass is growing wild,
And as there’s no sign of snow,
Gotta mow, gotta mow, gotta mow!
Yep, nothing quite says ‘Christmas Eve’ like mowing your lawn…
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babbitman
occasional creativity in a bloke-shaped package
A very English Christmas to you! 🙂
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I’ve washed the cars too. And it doesn’t quite feel right.
Perhaps I should settle down with the Christmas Radio Times cryptic crossword to get into the spirit. Talking of spirits, maybe some alcohol would help… 🙂
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It always does… I need to help Santa with his Bailey’s now… 🙂
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The frost has just caught my wild strawberries!
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Ha ha ha. Oh dear. Happy Global Warming to you too 🙂
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Cold and wet and miserable now, so proper British winter has arrived!
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We are getting snow and lots of ice! Proper Oregon weather 🙂
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