My Christmas plans have been changed by omicron and I know some of my friends at TPW are worried that I may be lonely. So to be sure you all are able to feel confident that I will have all the company I could need, I thought I’d tell you about all the men who will be keeping me company.
First there are all the guys who arouse my emotions on my Christmas music collection: Andrea Bocelli uplifts, Colin James gets me up and dancing, Burt Kaempfurt swings me and Bing Crosby makes me cry.
Then there are my secret passions: Tom Silva, a he-man who knows his way around a construction site and Monty Don who talks dirt (about his garden at Long Meadow.)
Jonathan Franzen has me mesmerized with his latest novel which will take me some time to get through and D.I. Jimmy Perez of the Shetland Islands fascinates me with his brooding worries (and good looks).
There are others but I don’t want to brag.