Eleven months old. The PON duo celebrate with half an hours freestyle digging. Of the forty new roses that went in two weeks ago thirty four survive. The others have been shredded. In the evening Bob eats Sophie's favourite soft toy. He deftly removes the stuffing and squeakers then swallows the rest. We are waiting anxiously for its reappearance.
The mechanical Santa in the supermarket lobby has broken down. The tableau frozen at a point where a small bear is launching itself into the saintly figures beard. Management, determined to maintain the festive spirit, have arranged for a real Santa to replace the mechanical one. The replacement, a thin, morose man, sits quietly talking to himself. Mothers take one look at this alarming figure and hurry by.
There is a singer in this cheerful little video that reminds me of those beatific pictures of Jesus you used to find in children's Bibles fifty or so years ago. Is the city behind LA or Las Vegas ?