IT’S been one of those weeks where nothing has gone right; Bill’s got quite a bad rash on his face and they are not sure what has caused it.

Then my friends Edith and Richard came to visit this morning and Richard tripped and fell down the garden steps hurting his arm rather badly, so after a quick cuppa, they left to go to up to the casualty department at Queen’s Park.

Now, isn’t that just what they need before Christmas?

On Saturday lunch we went out to Goosnargh, to the Ye Horns Inn for a very nice pre-Christmas meal with my son Angus and his wife Allison.

I’m glad to say the very varied menu meant I could have one of my favourite meals, which is mince beef pie and chips.

You know, I’ve got to the stage when I just couldn’t face yet another turkey dinner.

My tinnitus has returned with some force but as there is nothing to be done about it, it’s case of grin and bear it.

Now then, just what is the right time to bring out the Christmas tree? Answers on a post card please.

When you were a child there was nothing more exciting, than the anticipation you felt before Christmas.

Now, I hate to admit it, I find it rather hard work deciding what to buy and who for.

Nowadays everyone seems to have everything. Let me think, what did I buy for them last year?

Then it’s a case of wondering if the trimmings will do yet another year.

Every year I promise myself that I will keep a list, but do I? Well! I think you all know the answer to that one.

My friends all say why don’t you just give them cash, but to me that seems like a cop out.

Opening a cheque isn’t exciting and it gives the idea you don’t know them rather well.

Those same friends also say well that’s because you’re not short of a few bob, if you were, you’d think differently.

That made me recall that when I was little the Christmas present from my grandma was a whole 10s note – 10 whole shillings.

To me that was wealth beyond compare, but my mum, ever cautious, made sure it went into the bank – and now I come to think of it, I’m not sure whose account!