Well, Christmas is upon us. In the Furlong house, we have a “wrapping-room”. That is so all the gifts are undescoverable by visiting grandkids exploring, because the door to the wrapping-room is firmly closed.
It also keeps the mess in one place.
We are nearly finished putting all the gifts together in their bags – the bags from last year, recycled. Some still have appropriate tags, making another job saved.
Now we are back to the shops in our village – oh no, I mean our market town – to exchange a gift that doesn’t work. It’s pouring with rain and lots of towns around here are being partially evacuated because its flooding again.
Kendal has been terribly affected, but there’s not much in the news about Kendal. It’s just, well, Kendal. The BBC seems to have favoured reporting floods in The Lake District.
Our little Furlong problems are trifles. The flood problems are huge. Christmas is grievously spoiled – for so many people who are not as lucky as us.