in't Shire

Just a quick post: the advent blog is now about to be over. I can't post anymore due to dial-up difficulties in the Shire of Lincoln. So I am sorry for failing the task. I am currently enjoying lazing about all day, but I fear that the feelings of impending doom (i.e. never getting out of this Bermuda traingle) will soon kick in. This is because:
(1) The swirling, freezing fog is not lifting. It always hangs about where mum and dad live, but it seems to be everywhere at present.
(2) Every time I sit down a cat sits on my knee, which is nice but it does seem as if all at End Cottage are in cahoots in getting me to stay.
(3) I can't get out. Even if I could there would be nowhere within 20 miles worth escaping to. And that's only if Lincoln is considered worth escaping to. (It is in relative terms - it's either that or Grimsby or Scunthorpe...)
(4) The internet is the slowest thing in the world. And earlier the computer wouldn't even switch on. Soon the phone lines will be cut and the lights will go out.

So, in case I can't get a chance to post another rant-y blog before the 25th, Season's Greetings!

I have been getting some good snaps for future blogs. The New Year looks good!

Moon. xxx