It is a grey and drear day - rather typical of November. The air has a damp chill to it, although it is dry. Outside Wattlebury Cottage three Herons visit the big field and shuffle and paddle their way through the muddy ruts searching out tasty bites. Dad says they like frogs. They are very large and we are a bit in awe of them. A strange creature, a heron. Harvey was taking a look at them whilst he and Mum dragged the dustbin along the drive to the road last night and he accidentally stood on a pointy stone. Well you would have thought he was about to take his last lingering breath as he lolled back on his bed and held the offending foot in the air for all to examine. His eyes half closed and he sighed deeply. All because (as he whispered to us this morning) he had spotted the Christmas tin of Cheesey Footballs on the table and was hoping one might pass his way.
"You poor Man." Mum exclaimed and put a large Cheese Football in the centre of his dinner. "This will make you feel better!"
Harvey confided in us that he had to exert the utmost control over his jaw so as not to be seen to wolf the aforesaid Cheese Football in the first mouthful of food. However we are pretty sure by the second mouthful the tasty morsel had completely and utterly gone.
Gemma and Drongo have asked Kizzie if they can go to the Panto this year. I believe she is trying to get them two tickets in a box. Kizzie sells the tickets at our Theatre and this year they are producing Cinderella. The two Wugly Sisters had their photo with Kizzie last week - they used something called a Selfie Stick. Dad saw the stick on the table and thought it would make an excellent judging stick. Mum told him that you press a button and it extends automatically. Dad was thrilled!
"I shall get him one for Christmas Gordon!" Announced Mum. "Kizzies has a pink handle - but I shall get Dad a black one."
They are so silly (Mum and Dad) even I know the button is for taking a photo - not extending the arm. Gordon xx
"You poor Man." Mum exclaimed and put a large Cheese Football in the centre of his dinner. "This will make you feel better!"
Harvey confided in us that he had to exert the utmost control over his jaw so as not to be seen to wolf the aforesaid Cheese Football in the first mouthful of food. However we are pretty sure by the second mouthful the tasty morsel had completely and utterly gone.
Gemma and Drongo have asked Kizzie if they can go to the Panto this year. I believe she is trying to get them two tickets in a box. Kizzie sells the tickets at our Theatre and this year they are producing Cinderella. The two Wugly Sisters had their photo with Kizzie last week - they used something called a Selfie Stick. Dad saw the stick on the table and thought it would make an excellent judging stick. Mum told him that you press a button and it extends automatically. Dad was thrilled!
"I shall get him one for Christmas Gordon!" Announced Mum. "Kizzies has a pink handle - but I shall get Dad a black one."
They are so silly (Mum and Dad) even I know the button is for taking a photo - not extending the arm. Gordon xx
 Drongo and Gemma could be overheard planning their visit to the Panto at breakfast time |  Gemma pretended she had lost her glass slipper. Drongo was impressed, but Roden Rosecomb thought she was being silly. |
