Deaded Lurgy! Yuck.

I've just managed to stagger out of my bed and I'm feeling mega crappy, not recovered from Corona and straight into a dreaded lurgy. I won’t go into detail but my mood is about as good as the miserable reindeer that I met on a shopping trip to a local furniture store. To be honest I've only been out of the house twice in the last month and there I met the reindeer that Santa didn’t want to pull his sleigh! Firstly, here’s the only artistic effort that I've been able to put in ….. pastel dust and fixative don’t mix well with Corona and bronchitis. This is going to be Hecate, the goddess of the crossroads, witchcraft but more about her when I get her finished probably next year. 

Back to the grumpy reindeer! What a lovely idea to dress your staff up as Christmas fairies or elves or even reindeer but if they are exuding a spirit of Christmas with similar enthusiasm to Scrooge, I'm not sure it really is a recipe for success. Rudolf, with his painted nose, sat at the information desk (in other words lots of contact with customers) his antlers bobbing the air conditioning (the suit was somehow filled with air, like all these T-Rex suits), I had a simple question which he answered without looking up and brusquely. I can understand that being Rudolf can be a challenge, and customers are a pain but come the 25th it’s over, it’s once a year, you can raise just a little smile. 

Something that did make me smile is this! My Scottish aunt's (who lives in Canada) homemade tablet. It’s melt in the mouth, pure sugar and no it’s not like fudge or caramel, it’s like nothing else. Aaaahhh a taste of home for an invalid. Just what the doctor ordered.