Fellow Zed Quatro Enthusiasts...
I'm feeling a bit like a Bull in a China Closet here.
The homestead is rapidly filling up with a plethora of Christmas trinkets as SWMBO works her magic transporting the living space into her vision of a Christmas Wonderland.
Now don't get me wrong, I truly appreciate her efforts in making memories while awaiting the return of our now grown up children.
What I am reflecting upon is my guaranteed propensity to destroy her examples of supreme motor skills (ie in the manual dexterity dept.) with one ,
sometimes two (as my short term memory sometimes lets me down - call me a slow learner)
as I sashay about my now transformed living space !
I understand that youse of the overseas variety have preserved the liquid skills of your youth as slippery soccer (football) athletes.
But my dancing expertise appears to have eroded somewhere.
So I am more likely to 'target fixate, like a bull, and just do my clumsy best.
Now my point: ...(obscure as always)
What are my chances to avoid total destruction and end up in the Reindeer Stable over the holiday ?
Like I have already done this one :
And this one is waiting over the liquor cabinet:
This one is on the way to the Christmas Tree for Santa to brush by on his delivery :
This one is in the narrow hall leading to the front door... Do I need to bring your attention to the Three Wise Mini Mice balanced precariously upon the clock ?
Then there is this pending avalanche perched above the computer desk ! I liken them to vultures, hovering for their inevitable feast.
Tis the Season over here ...
I can't escape the inevitable ...
May as well pour me another pint so I can enjoy the moment
Cheers and best wishes your way
Bumpy
I'm feeling a bit like a Bull in a China Closet here.
The homestead is rapidly filling up with a plethora of Christmas trinkets as SWMBO works her magic transporting the living space into her vision of a Christmas Wonderland.
Now don't get me wrong, I truly appreciate her efforts in making memories while awaiting the return of our now grown up children.
What I am reflecting upon is my guaranteed propensity to destroy her examples of supreme motor skills (ie in the manual dexterity dept.) with one ,
sometimes two (as my short term memory sometimes lets me down - call me a slow learner)
as I sashay about my now transformed living space !
I understand that youse of the overseas variety have preserved the liquid skills of your youth as slippery soccer (football) athletes.
But my dancing expertise appears to have eroded somewhere.
So I am more likely to 'target fixate, like a bull, and just do my clumsy best.
Now my point: ...(obscure as always)
What are my chances to avoid total destruction and end up in the Reindeer Stable over the holiday ?
Like I have already done this one :
And this one is waiting over the liquor cabinet:
This one is on the way to the Christmas Tree for Santa to brush by on his delivery :
This one is in the narrow hall leading to the front door... Do I need to bring your attention to the Three Wise Mini Mice balanced precariously upon the clock ?
Then there is this pending avalanche perched above the computer desk ! I liken them to vultures, hovering for their inevitable feast.
Tis the Season over here ...
I can't escape the inevitable ...
May as well pour me another pint so I can enjoy the moment
Cheers and best wishes your way
Bumpy
Gave me a good laugh! Just move around the house with extreme caution and you'll be okay..........
Sometimes the elves left a bottle of Bowmore under the tree, that helped... :drinking: 
