So, have I mentioned my holiday recently?:D
The PHC (Pre Holiday Crap) is going quite well, so I'm hoping it's going to be a good one. Mr. Gilpin came home from work and went straight to bed as he feels atrocious, the toilet is currently flushing like Niagra Falls (I know that's probably good in a loo, but it seems increasingly reluctant to stop), a strange cat attempted for the second time to break in through the cat flap today, and I haven't packed a thing yet or wrapped a birthday present for the soon-to-be birthday boy. Oh, and there's been mention of snow, early next week in parts of Britain, and particularly in the Lake District, lol.
Anyway, I'm ignoring all this because all will be well. Unlike in that book with the daft epilogue.
And I've been writing drabbles or as I like to call them, fics that were once meant to be drabbles. I'm hoping to get a couple more posted before I disappear for my snow week but this was the first done and it mentions Christmas, so I sort of feel I should get it posted before March...
Title:
The Sign of the ScarfGenre: Humour
Ratings & Warnings: PG
Word Count: 1817
Summary: All Christmas scarves are simply a gift to keep out the cold. Aren’t they?
Author's Note: For
katyscarlett76, who requested Remus/Tonks and the prompt scarf.
Happy weekend to all.