Old Hampshire Sayings (I think!)

When asking my dad whether he's enjoyed wandering around Winchester Christmas Market at the weekend he came out with "I'd rather have rubbed my arse with a rough brick" - well he actually said 'backside' but arse sounds so much better I think. It's the first time I've heard that one - one of his other favourites is "it fits like a sock on a chicken's lip" - work that one out!

Wow! it snowed today and more is forecast. I find snow so beautiful, romantic and full of memories. I remember having very heavy snow in the village where I was brought up - I must have been about 6 - the drifts were huge; we went for a walk along a cleared track and I remember the drifts of snow either side of the lane being way taller than my father - magic!

Today was my last day of work before Christmas - thank goodness for that, that's all I can say. Tomorrow I'll be holed up at home icing a Christmas cake and cooking up batches of mince pies and sausage rolls for the freezer whilst listening to something festive on Radio 4 hopefully. I really should be living in the deepest countryside, with dogs, an aga and making jam all day (oh and Fiancee too of course, he'll be outside chopping logs for the real fire) - one day, one day.