DEAR SPOOK, there is a really hard frost now. It didn't really warm up today despite being very beautiful, so the frost is deepening. (Finn is complaining about me blogging because I am not listening to him. I am complaining because he is trying to demonstrate to me how a dog was playfully biting his hand, and it is interfering with my typing. He tells me he is depressed because I pay more attention to the blog than I do him, and I have also refused his facebook pimping offer.) He says he would forgive me if I posted a link to his facebook services so that he can make some money. I wish you would come home and make him go to bed.
It was a long day today, but very pleasant. The children were both happy with their plans and Meg asked if she could stay on at her friends for another night. Finn spent the day and evening at Griegs but came home to have tea with me before I dived back out. He is enjoying the wee opportunities for one to one. So a work day tomorrow and then I plan to come home, light the fire and we can all snuggle in and watch Elf (again, but it's nice that they love it). The coalman delivered this week, so Granny can't have had her Dick Turpin mask on.
Finn's miniblog:
Yo bros
nidding ma old man back been totley a bandind by the old lady making me do all the manly stuff. like bring the coal in, clean out the fire, bring up and down the bins, clean the toilet, emtpy the suwij tank you can give me a few tips, reshingle the roof, drink all that bottles of wine that you keep under the counter YUUUUUUMMMM no more for you MOAWHAHAHA!!!
XXXX from me xxx from mum none from meg hehehe
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