Journal of the Plague Year, Day Two Hundred Sixty Three: Only you could take a wonderful season like Christmas and turn it into a problem.
A word, here, about complicated puzzles. I am in a bit of a bind as regards my Christmas tree. Getting the tree early was no problem. I sort of like spending my birthday putting up the tree. I can definitely keep doing that. The trouble is that I have had, in the past, a number […]