Ah, Mothy. Not tempted by the birds on the tree, she's happily gnawing on a catnip banana. And the plum pudding dancing cats are progressing in their festive way across the top of the fireplace. That instrument of torture isn't a thumbscrew, but is a rather fine press that I bought out of a garage here in Santa Fe - oh, I think twenty years ago, and I'm dismayed how little I've used it ...
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The garland... the cats look like Gramsci! Does the fireplace work? I love the half-dome shape. Moth knows how to relax into the holidays!
ReplyDeleteIt's an entire string of dancing Gramscis - minus the white paws ... a purchase from the V&A 20 plus years ago that I love putting up every year ... The fireplace *has* worked, and doubtless would, if we had the chimney swept, but I am terrified of fire, and so we don't ...
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