Jesus is back. He was discovered at a neighbour’s, lured away by the promise of full Scottish breakfasts, oodles of milk, and a general lack of workmen and disruption. He is looking a bit scraggy, but certainly no thinner . . . We are keeping the wee man inside for a few days and the…
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an uneasy truce
twenty four
There could only be one choice for the final door of the advent calendar — Jesus! This is Jesus’s tenth Christmas, but he is still as sprightly and daft as when he first moved in with us. For the first few years of his life, we lived in several different places, and he accepted each…
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. . . beasties* Courtesy of the design genius that is Ysolda, may I present Mousie: a beastie you can knit up in a couple of hours. Such a deft pattern! Such a neat, wee mouse! I liked the first one so much I had to make another. Jesus, as you can see, is not…
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This is what I saw when I looked out the kitchen window a moment ago Jesus in his plum tree! Our flat is on the second floor, and Jesus’ favourite way in is by climbing the plum tree and coming through the window. He seems to like drinking water off the leaves when it rains,…
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