Chilling

It's a misty country morning, the garden is shrouded in foggy, bright sunlight, the frost still glistening on the grass, it all looks very surreal indeed. From the weather reports , it seems that we are in for a wet Christmas, not a white one. Yesterday I cleared out my chilling room and it is starting to take shape. This was after finding an old -fashioned chest when I was out with my Mum. We managed to get it home and it became an excellent storage space for so many things, it inspired me to tackle the rest of the room. It is actually the room where the burglar entered from, and speaking of burglars, we have been utilising the alarm. It's a bit daunting at first because you just pray that you don't set it off accidentally and give everyone a heart attack, especially when you come back in the early hours of the morning. It's a good feeling though, knowing that no-one can get inside without you knowing about it. Just as well we do have it really, because yesterday I turned on the alarm but went out without locking the back door! A serious breach of security! Well, today we are going to go for another walk and take advantage of the dry weather whilst it lasts. Tomorrow afternoon there is carol singing on the village green, it will be like real Christmas here, not a single shop open, like it should be. Hope I haven't forgotten anything vital!