Right, you bunch of clever clogs. Today it's a catchphrase and a riddle. I'm determined to have you scratching your heads before Christmas. The answers to yesterday's cards were 'horseback riding' and 'too little, too late', not that you need me to tell you.
It's been a wet and miserable day here at Number 38 and we've done nothing very much. Amy has been to Manchester, Thomas has been playing in his room and Mark and myself have pretty much slobbed out in front of the TV. The most exciting part of the day was Mum coming down for a brew.
I've made our annual donation to the Sally Army. They sent a little letter and a Christmas card. No pens, bookmarks, coasters, fridge magnets etc. Just a simple request for a donation.
When I was little we lived in Chadderton and I remember them coming round every year playing Christmas Carols. At the bottom of our front garden there was a street lamp and they'd stand underneath it, probably so they could see their music sheets. We'd open the curtains and the window and switch off the lights so we could see and hear them and after they'd finished playing Mum would take out a tray of tea and coffee for them. I wonder if they still do this.
Has anybody had snow? There's none forecast here, just more rain and cloud, which is pretty standard for Manchester.