Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Monday, 9 December 2013

Front of House

“Just tidy up the front of the house” was my wife’s parting comment as she left for work this morning, and compliance required raking up two bags of leaves that had clearly travelled forward in time from when there were still some left to fall off the trees, and cleaning the windows with the hosepipe while simultaneously taking a cold shower; the resulting effect was somewhat spoiled by my parked car, mud encrusted up to a height of 1 metre so, with a hosepipe and bucket of soapy water to hand, the bottom half got a quick cat-lick sufficient to get it to a similar hue to the top half, and so complete the presentation of a respectable front of house.

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