Area 136

So I get off the bus that is stuck very much not moving in the gridlocked traffic and quickly walk the two and a half miles to the childminders and manage to pass five buses of the same number as the one I left behind.

When I get off it is 5.35 and I manage to get there by 5.53ish.

I have not had to walk that hard for a while but I have done a lot of walking what with not being a driver. I like walking, it gives you time to think. Tonight I was mainly thinking "I am going to be late"

So I pick Sarah up and we pick up something to eat on the way home, after that I run her bath and tell her to do her homework while it fills.

I get her into that and do the washing up, get her out after washing her hair then we start decorating the xmas tree.

Finish that and brush her hair.

She watches the program on tv about oceans and I put all the boxes away and have a little cuddle with Sarah as we watch the Whale Sharks eating stuff.

Then she goes to bed.

Then I get to sit down with the lappy and a glass of wine.

I know you all do this sort of stuff all the time ladies, but it feels really good when you sit down and get some time for yourself no?

Yeah I know, I'm a wimp.

And it was not that bad out there you know.

I went down to Brewer Street and into the shop of curious oddness to purchase the three fun/silly gifts that Sarah can give to Moff, QueeneMab and Shipscook.

She enjoys making people happy so if anyone is not chuffed with their gifts it will be my fault because I chose them. Sorry guys.

That is one of the advantages of working up here – lots of good shops on your doorstep. The crowds can be avoided if you have a sympathetic line manager who does not mind you taking an early lunch, because going out there after 12.00 is foolish.

The only reason I did it was because the shop I was going to is a little out of the way and quirky so it would not be rammed full of people.

So that is three gifts down and only seven ish to go………

What’s the hurry? The dreaded day is miles off………

Oh bugger! There is the small matter of a certain Sea faring cooks and the fact that he is one of those difficult buggers with a December birthday to buy for!

Dammit!

The connection to the internet from here gets progressivly worse post midday which makes blogging or even just chatting on gchat and checking my emails almost impossible.

And as it is 12.36 as I type, they should just be pouring the syrup into the servers as I speak.

So I may not be able to tell you later if I actually cracked and went out at 13.00 and plunged into the heaving mass of out of towners waddling along oxford street and attempted a bit of that xmas shopping I have not even started.

You will not know if I actually did give in to the urge to gouge someones eyes out, or push anyone into traffic, or even if anyone did it to me.

So try not to worry if I am not here anymore today......

I am sure I will be fine...

(looks for sympathy and gets not a sausage, goes for sulk under the desk)

Seen any snow.

Impressed anyone with my IT skills.

Christmas Shopping.