I had to laugh at myself today (well..I do most day’s actually)..but I was pretty stressed trying to sort out orders, get my bits ready for a big fundraising do for my daughter’s school tonight and photograph all the new Christmas things I’ve got coming in to put on the site. Bert, my three legged, one-eyed cat (it’s  a long story, for another time), was getting under my feet, asking to be fed (in his mind meal number 3 is due at 10 o clock) and generally getting the sharp end of my tongue because, well, there was no one else..

Anyway, I thought I’d get a bit creative..you can tell the level of my creativity if you’ve seen the site- and set up the shots looking out of the window over my autumnal garden with a holly wreath providing a nice bit of colour and suggestion of Christmas..you get the picture. I carefully placed my jar of marmalade with Glenfiddich by the wreath and got ready to take my snap when up jumps Bert and plonks himself right in the window. Feeling as unloved as he was (he isn’t) I didn’t have the heart to tell him off again but nether did I have time to waste- so if you look closely at the Christmas Special preserves you might just be able to spot a bit of fur…