It's raining. Summer.
I am reliably informed that there are 15 more sleeps until Christmas.
I'm still dealing with birthdays - grandson's yesterday, daughter's coming up on Monday.
I have done no Christmas shopping, neither presents or food.
I am hosting Christmas dinner this year.
Mr A has shingles. Not too badly it seems, at the moment, but even so - shingles.
I have been working full-time as a national examination centre manager for the last six weeks (finished now, thank heavens!)
Yup - it's the festive season.