The Gingerbread Man Cometh
November 20, 2007
With our three days of summer (that much?) and both days of autumn out the way, we appear to have arrived squarely in winter. Freezing cold, dark as hell, prone to outbursts of lashing rain and howling winds. And that’s just my frame of mind.
Oh yes, what a year it’s been. It was nice in April, then rained from May until September. Then there were a few nice days that were obviously cooler because of the time of year, followed by this icy hell.
It’s just as well I worked every hour of the day during that time (apart from June, in the US), there was nothing better to do outside the house.
Walking into the Borders with the Starbucks today, the plump blonde girl who always greets me with a giggly stream of consciousness, summoned me from the Crime section.
“Eat my samples,” she said, “so I don’t have to go out into the cold!”
Well, who was I to refuse?
The samples were mini gingerbread lattes and little squares of gingerbread cake. Very nice. So then I had a proper gingerbread latte and watched the idiot clones do their Christmas shopping in Borders below.
So, winter does have its benefits. Winter food! Lots of it! NOW!!!!!!