Went to Xmas fair. Bought honey,
wax candles,
a sheepskin rug(£20!! Can you believe that!)
Handmade soap that smells of pine forests,
And invested in a little handmade silver ring.
Donated the price of a bale of hay to the exmoor pony centre.
I had planned to buy some small gifts to fill in holes in my gift boxes, but, it was all for me in the end.
I was beginning to fade by then, so went to sing carols by the town tree, but my fibro kicked in badly, and I had to start for home. Just got to the top of the road and the fireworks started, so watched them from there instead of in the crush round the church.
Not the best view, but it did for me.
Now collapsed on my bed waiting for painkillers to start working. I'm dying for a cuppa, but will have to wait untill the pain subsides a bit.
Meanwhile, attempting to untangle the lights that should have gone up on the outside today, but as I had no one to help, they will have to wait untill I can get someone to help tomorrow.
Everyone in the street was too busy putting their own up today to help me string up one measly row of lights on the bungalow gutters. I did get the fence done tho.. So much for Xmas spirit eh? Oh well. Ce la vie.
Humbug!!!!!!!!!!