Fear an phoist

For those of you not of the Irish speaking persuasion....

Today I am grateful for the Postman (Fear an phoist!).

I did a wee bit of on-line shopping last week, and was delighted when three parcels arrived today. One with the parcel-postie and the other two with our regular postie.

Bless him, he was desperately trying to shove them through the letterbox, but there was no way! I put him out of his misery and opened the door for him!

So, I am now armed and ready with our 2014 BIG family diary - essential if I am to keep tabs on what everyone is doing and where they are meant to be! I mean, you all know what my memory is like!! Can you just imagine the chaos???

I can go to bed now with cosy new Sock-Shop socks (try saying that fast!!) and my Cooking for Geeks food science book!

Thank you Fear an phoist!!

Gratefully yours.
xx