Walking to the bus stop tonight after a very good dinner I had a champagne-fuelled brainstorm for my December blogposts. (I can't pretend that I thought about it months ago and prepared everything well in advance. My Christmas preparations do tend to be somewhat creative - idleness being the mother of invention.) Anyway - I decided that I would have a Festival of Trees - which you must admit it vaguely gardening related without requiring anyone to get their feet muddy. My first tree - as I happened to be in Trafalgar Square at the time - would be the Norwegian Christmas tree. Unfortunately, at that exact moment the bus came and MrM started shouting in a most ungentlemanly way. So here is Tree #1 from the top of the bus. It's a miracle it is in focus. Actually, it is a miracle the tree is in the photo at all.
The 139 bus waiteth for neither man nor woman
ReplyDeleteAlthough Man and Woman can sometimes wait a very long time for the 139...
DeleteSo miracles do happen! (And I can't believe MrM would shout in any way, much less ungentlemanly.)
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to Tree #2!
Are we talking about the same MrM?
DeleteCongratulations - it's on the 139 you officially joined the famous writers and artists for whom peak creativity coincided with beverage consumption.
ReplyDeleteI am not sure that Dylan Thomas is the best role model.
DeleteAnything champagne-fuelled has to be a winner.
ReplyDeleteMrM says that it is more economical to buy a bottle and he is the accountant in the family.
DeleteSounds like a fine plan. Champagne has been involved in some of my best ideas (most notably 'Let's have another baby!').
ReplyDeletebottle of joy = bundle of joy.
DeleteI may restrict myself to one glass in future!
What an excellent idea! I don't think I would be able to climb the stairs of the bus, let alone attempt photography after Champagne. Well done!
ReplyDeleteI was quite wobbly on the stairs but made MrM go down first so that he could cushion me if I stumbled.
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