December begins.

 I woke at 5.30am and read Peter's new post.   

Nope. Again, he didn't write one.

Robert's post was late this morning too, but at least he wrote one.

Cowboy, cowboy Robert.
King of the wild frontier.

I'm off to work today. I have to play at a prizegiving tonight (4th. violin, I think) and we have a practice at lunchtime. That means that I will drive to Trentham and back twice today. Maybe they need me with the firsts or seconds? It seems like a long way to go just to join the 4th. violins. Ah well.

Talking about violins, I did 1 1/2 hours of practice yesterday and intend to do at least that much again today. I have a 'gig' on Christmas Eve. Actually, it's just playing at a friend's dinner gathering. My plan is not to use a backing track and just to play my nine unaccompanied pieces. I think that will be enough for them. Hey, that's about 45 minutes of playing! Anyway, I'm sure that not everyone there will like my repertoire. Hard luck for them.

I'm wondering if the guy from Pro Wash will turn up to finish our house clean today. I've already paid him, so maybe he won't. This is the company who got me called an ingenue by Peter.

"We Northerners take more care when engaging contractors to do work around our houses. We expect detailed invoices and that work is completed to an acceptable standard. It seems that you Lower Hutt ingenues are still at the mercy of trade cowboys." said Peter.

I guess I'll have to ring them this afternoon. Said the ingenue.

Well, that's it from me for December 1st. I have written my 2025 Christmas Letter and maybe I'll post it here soon.

Best of luck for December. Don't waste time worrying about sin.

Ciao tutti.