Mistletoe's Musings

 You know, leaving one knife in the oven smacks of carelessness. To do it again with a brand new cook's knife bearing James Martin's name, beggars belief. I'll have to go and buy a new one. Darn.

Well there are now two walls tiled, and while they're not a professional job they'll do for me. The final wall happens tomorrow. My back seems to have recovered from heavy lifting so I've basically slouched about today doing bugger all.

This week's words so far have lacked a certain elan, viz.,
begunked ; bewildered, surprised, disappointed.
prayer-bones : knees
rhetoricate : play the actor
seabeat : dashed about by the waves.
Hmmmmph not much call for them in this day and age although I quite like the first one.

The brakes on the car will have to last until next week which means I have a packed rogramme of adventure and derring do.
Wednesday - take car to garage after work
Thursday - Year 9 Parents evening
Friday - dentist for reconstruction of tooth.

This could have mostly happened this week while on holiday but the powers that be refused to cooperate. Incidentally, I learned today that the phrase Powers that be comes from the first translation of the Bible into English during Henry VIII's time. Sadly the translator, William Tyndale was strangled and burned at the stake for daring to change the Latin into a common tongue. Ironically, having first condemned it, Henry changed his mind when Ann Boleyn came on the scene and he wanted to break from Rome. History is full of things like that. Irony.