A List For Skipper

Dear Skipper, hope Christmas is treating you well. I just wanted to tell you that for dinner today i had a Riesen chocolate bar, a bag of popcorn and some coffee (went to the movies all alone, bliss). Then I came home to find Jesper in Martha (or Gordon Ramsay) mode, so I had some of his spaghetti. And some more chocolate. And since J started baking ten minutes ago, and I promised to keep him company, we're now staying awake with the help of tea and more chocolate. This night is sweet in o, so many ways!

Leo doesn't have a sweet tooth, I'm sure of it. But he'd like what's going on in our kitchen right now: baking, reading, eating and writing.

The Joys Of Motherhood

We went to see the dinosaurs today, brilliant as ever. We also ended up seeing this, which was maybe even more rewarding. Especially for our audience. "Mom! MOM! What is that orca DOING?! Is he EATING the other one?!" Eh, yes. As a matter of fact, that's exactly what he's doing.

Leo would have died. I laughed so hard I thought I would too. And then I heard myself say "Come, look at that elk in the next room, isn't he fascinating?".

Holy Macaroni

What happened here? Semlor in December? What's wrong with people? And see how many they've sold!

Leo wouldn't mind, though. The day before New Years Eve he has more important thing on his mind (world peace, public safety, party hats...).

Studio 60

It's so good I don't know what to do with myself. Aaron Sorkin is a genius.

I know for sure that Leo would agree.

List For Lena

Dear Lena, here's my Christmas reading so far. Melrose and Croc are new friends to the family, but we already love them dearly. The illustrations have a certain Mary quality that you'd like.


This is an old favourite that Emi G. once introduced me to (thank you). My own copy I lost a couple of years ago, but this new one will be as cherished (though it's not as pretty). You'd love this book, I know you would.


Mr Wilde as I've never seen him before, investigating a brutal murder in 1880's London. Very Wilde-ish and funny. Haven't finished it yet, but so far it's lovely. Christmas murder!


Tomorrow if I get an hour or so to myself, this is what I'll do. I'm feeling Golightlyish, being back in town after five days in Midsomer.


And right now I have to finish because we're watching this. And have thai food waiting. And the kids are asleep. Life is good.

I think Leo would be very happy to see Josh with a tan. And with such developed biceps.

Christmas In Midsomer

It's cold and pretty here. The sheep seem very content. And today the brown field covered in light snow looked exactly like stracciatella ice cream. It's not a bad place to be.


The river goes crazy on this side of the bridge. Notice that poor tree in the middle, holding on for dear life.


On the other side, all is quiet.


On Christmas Eve, Wilhelm and I took a walk. "Tell me a story about a troll who is very sad and cold", he said. So I did. And the we went home to prepare lunch. It has been a beautiful holiday.

I think Leo would have enjoyed it too.

Straight From Santa's Workshop

Busted! Here's proof that "elves" is just another word for child labour.

Leo would be appalled.

Meet Me At Grand Central Station

I'll be the one looking like a Polish prostitute. Or as my dear colleague Johan put it, "Short on cash for Christmas gifts, are you?". It started raining and I'm wearing fur. It's so very far from a pretty picture.

But Leo would love it. I think he'd enjoy the fact that you practically can hear Shaft in the background as I strut by. Strut, strut.

Let's Bloody Not

Office Christmas party coming to an end, and Fifi is making me propositions. But no worries, luv, I'm coming straight home.

I wonder waht Leo do? He'd probably be able to spell. But what he'd do, I don't know. I'm not exactly entirely sober. OH GOD here comes Björn.

WTF

I'm not a lion. I'm not even a cat. I'm a just a piece of a-s, at best.

Where is Leo when you need him? Where is Nancy McNally and the Marines? Where are the choppers and the code red?