We bought cheese today.

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The Christmas cheese, from the wonderful cheese stall on Chorley market; spent £16 on eye-wateringly strong and perfect Somerset cheddar, a wonderful-looking slab of Stilton, a Camembert, some Dovedale Blue, some organic Lancashire and Stinking Bishop! yay! I've always wanted to try it.  Also some truly yummy looking organic lemon-butter shortbread and topped up the mince pies.

I got the last-minute cards off including those with Top Gear discs in, then went for a long walk in the frosty hills. It was SO gorgeous - slippery - deadly so in places, but beautiful. The becks and streams are frozen solid, including the little waterfalls - it looks like the Singing Ringing Tree out there.

Now we're drinking wine and  toasting our toes beside a roaring fire; next door's cat has come in for a warm and showing no sign of leaving any time soon. We have Boston Legal to watch, there's an interesting looking documentary on Unity Mitford at 9 and it's the last eppy (gasp! no! sob!) of The Mighty Boosh on BBC3.

And tomorrow, nothing to do but work on my fic.

Life is good sometimes. (o:

ETA: Boston Legal Denny and Alan squee! Hand holding, cuddling, sniffing... Can Boston Legal get any slashier? Well... ::hopes...:: *G*

Comments

[slipperieslope.livejournal.com]

Stinky cheese and a roaring fire inside and a winterwonderland outside - you are doing Christmas up just right! That neighbor cat may never go home!

[gillyp.livejournal.com]

At half past nine he got up, stretched and yawned then stood and yowled at the door till we let him out - must be his dinner time back home. *g*

I wish I could say Christmas was going to be a joy but I fear it'll be something to be endured this year - so we're having our own mini-Crimbo in our own house here before we have to go and face the real thing. (o:

Merry Christmas to you, hon - hope you have a wonderful one.