Santa’s Coming!

Santa’s Coming!
Image: Colly Wobbles

Thankfully the roads were clear enough to get buses down them by the time I left work last night. It took me a fraction of the time to get home compared to yesterday morning’s walk into work. My thighs are sore from the exercise and I had to scrape off the kitchen roll I used as padding to protect my poor heels, but at least I was back home and in the warmth for a reasonable hour.

A quick change of clothes and then out into the back garden went me and Laura. Our plan had been top make a giant snowman but it was impossible. The snow was too powdery and wouldn’t stick, so the best we could do was the feeble effort you can see in the picture above.

It was all good fun, though, and I sense throughout it all and everything else as we approach the Christmas holidays, that once it is over to my wife to remember I am just a big kid and tend to get as excited about Santa coming as any kid a fifth my age. I love this time of year; what can I say?

After a lovely chicken dinner, I found myself with some time to devote to writing and editing. I went into my office and sat down, aware that two of the fish in my tank were, yet again, behaving very violently towards the other fish.

Around four weeks ago the two Kribensis I have spawned some babies. When I say some, I mean around 50. This particular breed are known for protecting their young with extreme violence to the point they would kill themselves and everything else around them. The trouble is it’s no good for the other fish all hiding in the top corner, their colours totally drained.

Well, it’s happened again. And because I don’t have the specialist facilities to deal with Fry in such large numbers, there is only one option open to me, I’m afraid. I separated the Kribensis into a private net in order to protect the other fish, and allow the fry to eventually be eaten by the bigger fish. It’s a sad end to their short lives but there’s no other option. I can’t sell them, I can’t set up proper breeding facilities, and I can’t risk losing the other fish. Here they are before they were separated:

Mummy Krib and her Fry

Overnight the snow has remained but frozen over everything. It was well below zero throughout the night but at least the buses were moving again, albeit a Saturday service. I’m on a half day from work as usual for Christmas Eve and I still have some errands to run, but this afternoon there well be more playing in the snow with Laura, Christmas movies and probably chocolate at some point, too.

Have a wonderful Christmas everyone, oh, and in case you’ve forgotten…. SANTA COMES TONIGHT!!!!

Our snowman from the upstairs hall

Stella by Colin Galbraith – available now from Eternal Press –

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About Colin Galbraith

Thriller author, music fan, St Mirren fan, fluff chucker, rabbit tamer, outstanding fake faller. Loves cannoli.
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4 Responses to Santa’s Coming!

  1. PS I didn’t think I’d manage it, but there is a Christmas story for you to download.

  2. Jim K. says:

    12 inches here in New England, mate!
    Afraid that’s just for a start.
    A snow scoop helps with the driveway.

    I heard Santa might get me a Zebra-T3,
    shiny, tiny, handy, from Japan. Cleverly
    gifted through my cat, w/4 cartridges.
    Ah, for simple wishes.

    May there be a good muse in your stocking.

    Have a good one!

  3. Brenda says:

    Merry Christmas Colin!

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