Not so much cutting edge as half-cut and still sliding.
Saturday 25 December 2010
I had taken a much better photo than this, but I can't find the camera lead, so this is from my phone. Squiffany decorated the tree yesterday, with some advice from Pugsley, and I put the Floozie in pride of place on top.
Delightful people with a little too much time on their hands
Oh, what's the problem? This is hardly Great Literature. I'd appreciate anything taken from here being acknowledged, and I might change my mind if I'm suddenly proclaimed as the Literary Queen of the Blogosphere - but I probably wouldn't. Do what you like, just as long as it doesn't extend to defamation of anyone, even me.
Actually, you want to pass off what I say as your own, I might even be flattered. Let's face it, who cares anyway?