Mini blog

Dressed up as a viking and ready to hit the town (well, a private house party). Know that I won't feel like/be capable of blogging when I get back. Tedious day of domestics – will it ever end? Shopping, cleaning, laundry etc.. etc.. deadly dull. Escaped at 6pm to go over to Mousehole for Tom Bawcock's eve. Fairly low-key despite the crowds (had to park miles away) but really lovely to see the lantern parade, and the tiny candle-boats floating out into the harbour. The Xmas lights themselves, same old same old, but the harbour hillside combo does make them pretty special. The highlight for me, listening to the male voice choir. Sublime. Not a lot of fun for the kids today, but should be able to spend some quality time from here-on-in. (Mind you, Rosie's done a very successful vanishing act – haven't seen her for days, and Eddie, similarly, off doing his own thing).

Time to go. I need a drink, a dance, and a shag – probably in that order.