Friday, December 01, 2006

A Parcel

Very grey and dreary outside and high winds forecast. One of those mornings when nothing much gets done. Can’t blame it on the weather, though. I’ve browsed through my small dictionary of quotations for a title for my Park Keeper story, and ended up with To everything a season. Not sure how appropriate it is, but it’s the best I can do.

A parcel arrived for me – some mail order sheets, gloves and slippers. I now have numerous slippers and none of them seem to fit properly. Needless to say, these are too big. But my granddaughter will enjoy trying them on and slip-slopping around the house in them. She likes to investigate my wardrobe to see what shoes she can try on. She will soon find that they are desperately uncool. Talking of uncool, I also received a free gift - a horrible jacket. So horrible, it almost didn't deserve to be given away. I'll save it for emergencies, or a charity shop.

We are invited to a neighbour for Christmas drinks. I phoned to say we’d like to come, but are usually invited by other neighbours. I said we’d try to get to both. I don’t want to offend either sets and neighbour 2 hasn’t actually sent out invites yet.

I have been preparing tonight’s meal, when my brother in law will join us. M and his brother specialise in male chauvinism, but when Bro. is around, M abdicates his role and is rather quiet as we indulge in sparring matches.

2 comments:

Anne Brooke said...

Love the title, Jackie - it's great.

A
xxx

Jackie Luben said...

Thought you meant 'A Parcel' for a minute there, Anne.

Glad you like the other one. No excuse now for me not to send it off.