.. those famous words 'Holidays are coming..' are upon us, which can mean only one thing, the Cola avert is back on our screens to mark the commercially 'official' beginning of Christmas! To mark this momentous occassion, my housemates decided to throw Luis into the loft to drag down the tree and decorations and embark upon what seemed like hours of magic in the house. I say hours, it was probably one... we couldn't hear the festive music... we didn't have enough plugs for all the lights .. and we ended up with a bizarre array of delights on our lounge ceiling!
Nonetheless, we completed our ridiculously early (going by my own traditions this is, we don't put our tree up til Christmas Eve!) festive cheer.. and this is what it looks like :
Isn't it lovely? All together now... oooooo.. ahhhhh...
Also this week, I began to conquer one of my bizarre fears (I have several). The fear in question was my irrational phobia of horses. It all began when I was a wee child (a small one, not one made of urine) and I decided to sit on a horse whilst it wandered about... until disaster struck, and my lens fell out of my glasses, causing me to panic that it would a) tread on my lens or b) make me lose my balance now my vision was a bit squiffy.
Really, you'd think I would be scared of shoddy glasses craftsmanship, but instead I projected this fear onto bloody big animals, otherwise referred to as horses.
The lovely Samantha invited me to her stables for stage one of said conquering.. I was to meet Nipper, her beautiful horse. I could say it was love at first sight, but I think Nipper took more to the fact that I had a carrot in my pocket, and he wasn't intending on letting it stay there for long..
Having cleaned said lovely horse of the dirt he had spent so long trying to perfect across his face and side, Sam decided that I should try and mount the poor thing and go for a walk.. so one shaky climb onto Nip, half an hour of walking along .. some attempts at steering (not as easy as my car!) .. and several close shaves with tree branches..
Really, you'd think I would be scared of shoddy glasses craftsmanship, but instead I projected this fear onto bloody big animals, otherwise referred to as horses.
The lovely Samantha invited me to her stables for stage one of said conquering.. I was to meet Nipper, her beautiful horse. I could say it was love at first sight, but I think Nipper took more to the fact that I had a carrot in my pocket, and he wasn't intending on letting it stay there for long..
Having cleaned said lovely horse of the dirt he had spent so long trying to perfect across his face and side, Sam decided that I should try and mount the poor thing and go for a walk.. so one shaky climb onto Nip, half an hour of walking along .. some attempts at steering (not as easy as my car!) .. and several close shaves with tree branches..
Tada! .. Ok, so I look remarkably 'ginge' and horrendous in this picture, please do not judge.. just be impressed that I've not fallen off by this point!
I actually didn't fall off at all.. although I can't say my dismount was very graceful.. points lost if the judges had seen such a tragedy.. haha! Now conquering this fear wasn't on my list of 30, but it was on my list of general things I should do.. so I'm rather proud of this... Apparently next time we have to speed up ... uhoh. I'll let you know how it goes..!
Lucy xx
Lucy xx
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