Kev is grumpy; he can’t work in the snow! I’m happy as he needs a rest. Then he explained we don’t eat if he doesn’t work, this made me grumpy. Phone rang to say football was cancelled this made me happy again and Axl was grumpy.
We were due to go to a wonderful party held back where I come from; its Justin’s (I decided not to say the age bit as he is my younger cousin) I’ve been looking forward to the party for ages as any chance to be an adult and having time with Kev is always a joy, anyhow, Justin is as exocentric as me, his parties are always fun and my family really know how to get down and be merry, now we can’t go due to the weather, so I’m Grumpy, really, really grumpy!!!
Found the Christmas cards so I can get on with writing them, Angus found the fairies to make for presents so he is busy making them. I look out the window with regret and see the beauty; it puts a smile on my face and a dizzy head. Am I happy? You bet! Some things in life you can’t change the weather is one thing we have no control over. Today will be a tomato soup day warm and cosy.
Last years snow inspired this little story. It is based on fact, fiction did take over (artistic license they say it’s I say it’s having a little bit of fun).
Have fun playing in the snow, then running in to cosy up. Keep safe and warm x
I stamp my feet again and call out in my most calm assertive voice that I can muster, in the sub zero temperatures. Tinkerbell stops and looks at me with her piercing chocolate eyes and the lyrics ‘don’t stop me now’ quietly enter my inner ear as Tinker runs around the snow, biting and racing. The trickle of the Piano intro starts and the drum’s rhythm is beaten out by her paws and as the crescendo builds, clear and crisp cords of an electric guitar pulsate; her tail bends and I know that there’s no way she is gunna stop!
At the speed of light in that frenzy of supersonic Fahrenheit enjoyment, she runs up and climbs over the snowman, running away with his coal eye. In pure ecstasy she puts her nose down in the snow and rolls over just as my children come to see what the commotion is all about.
Angus looks at his snowman and mentions the missing eye; I wait for the wail of disappointment that his precious snowman can no longer see, no wail. I explain what Tinker did, immediately he gets another piece so he can witness this daring feat of his little dog. True to form she rushes through the snow gathering speed and leaps, digs her paws in Mr. Snowman’s side and jumps over the top and runs away with the coal, tossing it through the air. Delighted with this, everyone has a go. Tinker is having such a ball and everyone is getting involved; pieces of coal are lodged ever higher with each one retrieved by the little terrier.
Eventually everyone is suitably tired out we came in for hot chocolate, marshmallows and popcorn. Great globules of ice were prized from Tinkers coat and we all sat warming ourselves next to the fire. There was one problem; the lyrics from Queen’s master piece would not leave me alone. They played on in my head, until I too succumbed to them and went and played in the snow.
Months later I still suffer every time those Chocolate eyes say ‘don’t stop me now I’m having such a good time, and the lyrics will not abate until she has made me a supersonic woman, those lyrics win every time.
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