Christmas Eve and it’s raining and windy – how very annoying of the weather not to be bright and dry and a bit chilly. The boys are both out – Rory is at his girlfriend, Juliana’s, house and Dougie is at work: both returning this evening. I really should be making a start on food preparation for tomorrow but am sitting at the computer with a cup of coffee and a festive Cadbury’s Mini Roll.
We did our final supermarket shop last night – decided to stock up at Waitrose for a change. I could tell I was in Waitrose as the woman in front of me at the cheese counter embodied all that their customers should be. Dressed in jeans, boots and a gilet, she had a posh, strident voice and asked the assistant if he could “recommend a stonking good Cheddar, one that will bite me in the bum!” The poor lad behind the counter was a bit fazed by this as he was probably only brought out from the stockroom to help out for the evening. I’ve no idea what she ended up buying: but I do hope her bum appreciated it.
I haven’t shared any of my newspaper columns for months so here are the latest from the last few weeks with a festive feel to them.
The countdown to Christmas is on – Advent calendars past and present.
Ten things to spot in a Nativity play – All those mishaps and adorable tired children.
Family traditions at Christmas – Elf on the Shelf, Christmas pyjamas? Or was it more Morecambe and Wise and an eggnog in our day?
Cooking at Christmas with Nigella – If you watched Nigella’s Christmas special, you might enjoy my take on the show. Pickled beetroot anyone?
I had better get cracking with the pre-Christmas faffing about now. Lunch tomorrow will be for Dougie, Rory and me plus the inlaws and my Auntie Betty. Wish me luck and let’s hope the arthritic charades of the previous years are as memorable as ever. I will report back!
Merry Christmas dear friends.