Kids – don’t you just love ‘em. Angel wished the ground would open up and swallow her while shopping with a friend’s three-year-old daughter the other day.
As she took her turn to pay, accompanying angel-in-waiting took one look at the cashier and piped up: “That lady has lots of spots doesn’t she?”
* Angel’s reporter friend drove along Spalding’s Pinchbeck Road on Monday and she was amazed by the scene on the verge and pavements – mountains and mountains of green recycling bags, cardboard boxes stuffed full of wrapping paper and huge boxes that must have contained some fabulous Christmas presents.
Well done to the residents on their enthusiastic recycling – and well done to the council’s refuse teams for clearing the debris.
* Now Spalding Magistrates’ Court has closed, court users will miss seeing some of the more colourful residents – Red Admiral butterflies that flutter around Court Room 1. The butterflies appeared during the summer and one was seen high up on a window on the last ever session there in December – Angel wonders how they will fare now.
* Another reporter friend of Angel’s got the Christmas present of all Christmas presents to come to terms with – a new fancy gizmo tablet. The reporter’s suspicions were raised when their niece seemed especially keen for them to open the present on Christmas Day.
After putting it off for most of the day, employing a two-hour sleep as one of the delaying tactics, the reporter finally relented and was delighted to discover their passport into the 21st century.
All good things really do come to those who wait, or rather those who don’t see them coming at all.
* Angel must have been naughty. Just as she pondered her Christmas she flipped the switch of the tree lights and they blew. This year she had gone to town in her new pad, buying a real tree and it had looked expecially twinkly laden with traditional trimmings. So what a disappointment when her 200 white lights were gone in a flash! In spite of taking them back to the shop they were sold out and, with no receipt, there was nothing else she could do but exchange them for other goods. A yard brush, baking dish and candle later she was back at the till. “Here’s my selection of...” she was lost for words. The assistant helped her out. “Random stuff,” she replied. Don’t think they will look good on the tree, though.
* Angel’s boss was dismayed on Christmas Eve when a trip to his favourite sandwich shop revealed it was closed. But just as he turned away, a lovely lady opened the door, invited him in and made him a salad. He felt all warm inside... and it wasn’t just the Cajun chicken!