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Asked Thunderthighs to take down the Christmas cards he helped me put up (no need for steps for him to put them on the string). Came downstairs to find cards, tinsel, holly and all high up decorations down. Couldn't for the life of me find the tinsels so phoned up and asked. He's only gone and rolled them up and put them in the bag ready to go back in the cupboard.
Ms Exlibris Small
wins!
Bentonbag Update
- he and (mostly) Ferretfingers stripped the tree and he carried it out into
the garden with a "On Thursday we'll cut it up."
Yesterday
Thunderthighs
stayed at home claiming the foul weather forecast meant he wouldn’t be able to
go to the farm. His plan, however, was
to take down all the Christmas decorations.
He stripped the tree and took down all the tinsel and strings of cards
all without the help of steps, which I would have required. The
tinsel was rolled up and bagged.
He took the tree out and put its base
back in the garage. Then he got the
hoover out and vacuumed up all of the dropped needles; which filled the bag.
He
also helped me by replacing various ornaments, candles and saints on the
delft rack, which he dusted “while he was at it”.
All I had to do was pack away all the tree decorations
as he “doesn’t know what goes in which box”.
Which is fair play really.
I put the 'box that holds Christmas' at the foot of the stairs. Later whilst his father and I were watching a recording of The Great British Dig we heard thumps from the back bedroom. He was putting the box and bag up in the 'Christmas cupboard', which is accessed by standing on the spare bed.
Loads
of brownie points.
Only one disaster (so far); my
knitting Welsh lady slate plaque split in two when I started cleaning the
candle smoke off her.
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