If you’re anything like me, by now (this year at any rate), you’ll have organised your cards and gifts for posting. You might even have already posted them. And you’ll probably have discovered that the Christmas Card List was missing at least one person or family. Maybe even two. I thought my list was complete,… Continue reading Last Minute Christmas Cards
Yesterday, the last Sunday before Advent, was Stir-Up Sunday. At least in the Anglican tradition. Apparently, there’s a prayer in the service that has the line “Stir up we beseech thee, O Lord” (or words to that effect). It’s the day when, traditionally, all the Christmas cakes and puddings are made, with everyone in the… Continue reading Stir-Up Sunday
I had planned, this weekend, to make a Christmas cake. They’re best made early, to mature. But, given the current Covid-situation, I’ve decided to work on the basis that we probably won’t go home for Christmas. It seems safest to plan for that since we’re in a Tier 2 area. That way Christmas plans won’t… Continue reading Life in Isolation: Thinking About Christmas and Raspberry Cakes
Sorry, too stuffed and content at home to do more than wish you all a Merry Christmas.
'Twas the Night before Christmas And all through the House Not a Creature was stirring Not even a Mouse Clement C. Moore A Visit from St Nicholas is one of my most favourite poems. It's one of the few from which I can recite more than a line, and Christmas just isn't Christmas without a… Continue reading A Visit From Saint Nicholas
Most years, I think about making my own Christmas cards. Most years, I start thinking about them and planning about September time. But most years, I fail to actually start making them until early December, by which time all my enthusiasm has waned and I decide to only make them for the important people. Even… Continue reading Christmas Greetings
When I was growing up, we didn’t get our Christmas tree until the weekend before Christmas. These days, it goes up a bit earlier. If M had his way, it’d go up as soon as they come into stock. We compromise: I usually come home at the beginning of December to find one in place… Continue reading The Countdown to Christmas