Snow

Snow.
I thought I'd be topical.
Though everyone must be bored with snow by now.
No snow here though. I wish there was. The weather we have here is constant rain. You don't want to go anywhere but light the fire, read or listen to The Rolling Stones 'Let It Bleed' album, that my dear brother sent me. I haven't heard the full version of 'You Can't Always Get What You Want,' since I was about sixteen. The way Jimmy Miller, drummer on the track not Charlie, changes the rhythm at the end has to be heard to be believed. So if its not too late and your looking for something for old Dad, that's the cd.
And for your Mum? Well my novel 'The Doctor The Plutocrat, and The Mendacious Minister.'
Probably a bit late to order for Christmas but you can tell her its on the way. Got held up by snow and all that. Should have ordered it earlier. It's getting great reviews, which I'll post in the New Year.
Well have a good one. Hope you manage to get out of the front door.
The follow up is now just under 50 thousand words.
Merry Christmas and a Happy Next Year.
Love and best wishes
Glyn