Mother and I are taking a break from our evening watching her Christmas present: the DVD of 'An Evening With John Barrowman'. We've settled down with a large box of custard tarts (with extra nutmeg!) and two snowballs, which I admit is a bit naughty, but it is a Friday! Father is out, he often leaves the house in the evenings these days, Mother blames his 'restless legs' but I have my own theory on things - I think he's sneaking off to the Rodent and Racehorse for a sneaky pint!
I must say that Mr Barrowman's on fine form tonight, he's entranced his audience with his showvoice versions of 'Don't stop me now' and 'Help Yourself' although his rendition of 'Rhinestone Cowboy' was particularly inspired, especially the dance. I did find myself welling up when he showed slides of his various pet dogs past and present because it reminded me of when Nipper disappeared all of those years ago.
Must go - Mother's just returned from the toilet.
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