Christmas is coming, barrelling in fact and there is not one solitary thing I can do about it. I am feeling some underlying pressure, some slight panic and the lists are starting to be written. Guest lists, food lists, things to do lists. I yearn for last year when I pulled the front door behind me and headed for Christmas in Europe. I must say here it is not my family that puts me under pressure but I myself wanting everything to be just right plus the in your face and constant Christmas commercialism beating it's steady drum every which way you turn. Time is getting away from me and fast.
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