David and I are back home after a little break in posh Penge. We saw our daughter, Jo, and grandson, Jack, had a Friday night out with friends (a Weatherspoon bash), a Saturday evening of serving mulled wine and mince pies at the carol service given by The London Singers, in St Georges Church, Bromley, a Sunday playing for Sunday service at Clockhouse Church, we had coffee in Nero's with the organ mistress, and I had a lovely afternoon of poeting with my fellow poets (Shortland's Poetry Circle). On top of all that I managed to see Father Christmas to put my request in for a camper van, and I enjoyed scooping up a few bargains in Bromley high street. Phew! Breathe! It was a lovely trip South though.
Back in Barnsley, today we have done the Morrisons thing, and I am looking forward to my Friday night tipple, though it won't be in the shed tonight. The garden is totally waterlogged due to all the rain, and it's really not so warm out there. (I know, the South has made me soft).
Anyway, here's a few pics of the week:
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| Dear Father Christmas I would like a camper van please. |
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| Bromley High Street loud and jolly |
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| The Santa Express in Bromley |
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| There he is, Santa himself |
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| With presents, I see. |
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| At the back of the church ready with the mince pies. |
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| Lovely St George Church, Beckenham |
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| The London Singers |
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| Sunday service at Clockhouse Chapel |
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| Watched over by the organ mistress. |
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| St Georges from Delnene Restaurant, Backenham |
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| Celebrating our son's 50th birthday |
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| Look left, front row, this girl has to be related to me, she has a family resemblence |
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| Kings Cross station on the way home |
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| Look, a new Christmas scarf |
I'm going to dash off now because not only is it tea time, but we haven't had lunch today and both David and I are blooming starving.
I might not be back before Christmas, so Best Wishes to everyone, thank you for taking the time to read my blog and showing an interest in my writing as a whole, (have you ordered a copy of my book/books yet?) Have yourselves a Very Merry Chistmas - Christmas Time, Mistletoe and Wine and all that, and may your lives be full of joy and jingling bells.
See you on the other side,
Byee for now,
Love and hugs,
Jane x
