Crochet Dishcloth

Crochet coin holder

Would work as well as Phone or Tablet holder

Crochet Bow

Potholder

Is He Listening

http://odb.org/2016/01/04/is-he-listening-2/

Crocheted Shawl

A Murder for Christmas

Check out this book on Goodreads: A Murder for Christmas (STAC Investigates) http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13103251-a-murder-for-christmas

Left Over Sunday

Left Over Sunday

This the first Sunday after Christmas, was a different service, we Sat round tables, had quizes, prayer and testimonies.

I went way out of my comfort zone and made a testimony embarrassing myself by crying.

It then finished with a shared lunch

Christmas

Christmas

We attended the midnight Christmas Service.

Waking up Christmas morning, how I miss the hustle and bustle of Christmas Morning when the children were at home, Bucks Fizz, Croissants, Presents, excitement. It all seems so flat and boring now.

We popped in to Jenny (my daughter) and family making our first Santa Visit.

We then went to Church, after Church we made our Second Santa Visit to Steven (my son) and family, my 4yr old Grandson Miles kept stealing Smarties when he was stopped, I asked if I was getting a Goodbye kiss he said No I'm in a Grump.

Then we went to Mum and Dads where Dad was also in a Grump. We finished getting our Christmas Dinner and had an enjoyable Christmas Dinner.

In the afternoon my sister Debbie turned up with her family where we did a quiz, talked and ate.

On Boxing Day we went to see my other son Micheal and family and played Santa.  Bob left for work and we all played Junior Scrabble.

Family Christmas Party - One More Drama

Yesterday was our Annual Christmas Party, all ready, table laid, posh frock on awaiting the invasion, and believe me when it arrived it arrived with a bang.

6pm arrived and at first we heard voices and was just commenting that they had arrived when there was an exploding noise, the house shook and we were deafened.

Dylan, 9yr old Grandson, ran up the garden path at full pelt, and completely shattered our Patio Door, he was a little battered and was taken to A&E as a precautionery measure, he was X rayed and the verdict was he was just bruised, They got back about about 8pm.

In the meantime Sophie his 15yr old Autistic sister had a complete meltdown, she was screaming, shaking and hysterical, she completely wrecked my small bedroom, blaming Dylan for ruining everything, she hated him and never wanted to see him again, eventually she calmed down but was still not happy.

Apart from these dramas it was a reasonably successful evening and a pleasant time was had by all present.

Glolight Cafe Service

Last Night I attended our Carol Service the church was set out as a Cafe, we had tea and cakes, a lovely evening.

Junior Church Party

Junior Church Party

Today we all got kitted out to attend our Junior Church Party

Then after a family talk about smoke we went down to Junior Church we had a Candy Cane Activity followed by a Pass the Parcel and nibbles, fizzy and a Birthday Cake

My Birthday

Considering my husband was working 2-10pm on my birthday it proved not a bad day.

It started off with us having breakfast at Sainsburys, then we did some shopping including buying some clothes, then we went home and shortly afterwards went to Poppyfields for Lunch.

After Bob went work, Jenny, Andy, Sophie and Dylan arrived, Sophie was in a bad mood as she had tripped over Gizmo the cat and wanted to go to school.

Then my Mum and Sister arrived.

Shortly followed by Micheal, Hana and Baby Micheal (Son and family) arrived.

When I had the evening to myself I watched DVD Holiday Inn a gift from my husband, and Strictly Final, while drinking wine and eating chocolates.

My Birthday

Take a look at @DailyNORFOLK's Tweet: https://twitter.com/DailyNORFOLK/status/678177222394380288?s=09

Christingle

On Wednesday we attended Dylan's school Christingle service which was most disappointing, it was held in the parish and led by the parish priest.

It was pure chaos, very disappointing, children were screaming, parents were talking, it was crowded and u couldn't see anything and it went on much too long.

I love Christingle services and was most disappointed.

Miracle on 34th Street - Week 4

On Tuesday it was our final Bible Study based on Miracle on 34th Street, I found the discussion and the presentation much better, thoroughly enjoyed the evening.

Dreams

DREAMS come true only when we learn to BELIEVE in them!
Believing is nothing more than ACCEPTING, EXPECTING, and having CONFIDENCE and FAITH that your dreams will come true!
FAILURE DOESN'T KILL DREAMS!
When we learn what doesn't work, we can simply attempt another path!!
DOUBT has killed more dreams then failure ever did!!
Today practice REMOVING ALL DOUBT and replacing it with BELIEF
in YOURSELF!!
Today is perfect day to start LIVING YOUR DREAM!!
Happy 'Make it Happen' Saturday!!

Christmas Poem

Christmas time has come again,
It seems to come each year,
With trees and decorations,
And people full of Christmas cheer.

With all that extra shopping,
And all that extra drink and food,
All those crisply baked mince pies,
And mulled wined to get you in the mood.

It will soon be time for turkey,
And lots of Christmas pudding,
A feel good film on the telly,
And Christmas songs to sing.

So my message for those who have read this,
Is, may you be filled up with cheer,
May I wish you merry Christmas,
And a prosperous and happy new year.

BobD 2013

Twas the night before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house

Not a computer was whirring not even a mouse

The online shopping had all been done

Though the sprouts and the stuffing were barely begun

The children were nestled all snug in their beds

While visions of Playstations danced in their heads

And Mum in her Onesie was faint from the heat

And Dad pulled his musical socks on his feet

Then out on the lawn there arose such a clatter

I sprung from the bed to see what was the matter

Had inflatable Santa flown over the privet

Or the LED flashing elf done something illicit

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of midday to objects below

When what to my wandering eyes should appear

But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer

With a little old driver so lively and quick

I knew in a moment it must be St Nick

More rapid than eagles his reindeer they came

And he whistled and shouted and called them by name

Now Niall, now Louis, Now Liam and Harry

Now you Zayn, on Simon, on Sharon and Gary

St Nick had made the X Factor connection

As his reindeer are named for the band One Direction

It wasn’t my B&Q Christmas Array

That I saw through the window just over the way

But then onto the house top the reindeer they flew

With a sleigh full of toys and St Nicholas too

And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof

As I drew in my head and was turning around

Down the Chimney St Nicholas came with abound

Or doubtless he would have, but the truth be told

Our house is not terribly old

We don’t have a chimney, just a central heating flue

But St Nick, he still managed to worm his way through

Over the centuries he’s become quite adept

At working out where all the stockings are kept

As if by some magic he appeared by the Telly

With a smile on his face and a great wobbly belly

He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot

He took a short step and then let out a shout

When he fell, having slipped on a peeled brussel sprout

Though he knocked over his sherry and squashed his mince pie

He didn’t get flustered or once lose his poise

His eyes – how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, it must be the sherry

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work

And filled all the stockings then turned with a jerk

He waved a goodbye and without further ado

He hoicked up his cloak and was whisked up the flue

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night”

Skipping Christmas by John Grisham

John Grisham has turned a satirical eye on the overblown ritual of the festive season, and the result is Skipping Christmas, a modest but funny novel about the tyranny of December 25. Grisham's story revolves around a typical middle-aged American couple, Luther and Nora Krank. On the first Sunday after Thanksgiving they wave their daughter Blair off to Peru to work for the Peace Corps, and suddenly realise that "for the first time in her young and sheltered life Blair would spend Christmas away from home".
Luther Krank sees his daughter's Christmas absence as an opportunity. An accountant, Luther quickly estimates that "a year earlier, the Luther Krank family had spent $6,100 on Christmas", and had "precious little to show for it". Luther makes an executive decision, telling his wife, friends and neighbours that "we won't do Christmas". Instead, Luther books a 10-day Caribbean cruise. All goes well until people get wind of the Kranks' subversive scheme. Everyone, from Christmas card salesmen to horrified neighbours, besieges the couple with questions; what about the Christmas party, carols and the erection of Frosty the Snowman? Things start to turn nasty in the local neighbourhood.
Grisham builds up a funny but increasingly terrifying picture of how the tightknit community turn on the Kranks, who find themselves under increasing pressure to conform. As the tension mounts, will they ever manage to board their plane on December 25? Skipping Christmas is Grisham-lite, with none of the serious drama of earlier books such as The Pelican Brief, but a funny poke at the craziness of Christmas. --Jerry Brotton