Snizzle? Get outta here. By Bessie

So nothing much happened this week. Mostly it rained.  Or was freezing cold.  Or both.  The man on the weather said it was snizzling.  Him said him made a new word, a cross between snow and drizzle.  So you mean sleet then?  You don't need to make up a new word for something that already has a name Mr Weatherman, you're not Daddy.

Mummy woke up on Wednesday morning in a blind panic.  Her had a dream it was Christmas morning and she hadn't started her Christmas shopping.  So she got up nice and early and went to Cardiff and bought every single present in one trip.  Her was very pleased with herself.

She also got this strange urge to decorate the house in a 1970s style so she bought loads of paper chains and foil garlands.  Daddy was very polite and didn't go "What the F..." when him come home from work that night.

Mummy and Daddy went on their works Christmas night out on Thursday.  This makes a good change because last year they didn't have one at all and the year before they had it in March.  Only Mummy couldn't remember what she wanted to eat so she had to text the minihumans to ask Bryn what he had last time he went to the Indian restaurant.

This is the reply she got:  "Chicken Tikka something with chicken or fish or something - he said he had a salady kebab thing"  So that's what she ordered.  It was Tandoori Chicken Tikka by the way and very nice it was too apparently.

On Saturday Mummy and Daddy went to Chepstow.  Mummy been after a trifle dish for years.  Daddy said go to Marks and Spencer but her said she wants an old fashioned one, big heavy patterned glass bowl with a silver trim.  Well her has seen them over the years but she always says it's too small, too big, too expensive etc so them decided they would go and find one in one of the junk shops and spend up to £5.  Well anyway they found the perfect bowl in the first shop they went in and it was £2.  Mummy also seen some little basset ornaments and lots of tat that she doesn't need and Daddy had to talk her out of bringing it all home.

Yesterday it was my birthday.  I don't know how old I am, somewhere between 7 and 10 I think.  I got a squeaky piggy and some bacon treats.