but I am starting to feel happy about the upcoming festive season so I am going to inflict the WordPress Christmas Theme on you all. So there.
I find winter really depressing at times, for instance today it is not yet quite light 10.45am which doesn’t bode well for the rest of the day. It is raining and it is cold. On days like today I want to hide under the duvet and surf the net all day whilst being delivered hot sweet porridge at regular intervals. I do love those crispy, bright cold days in which we can go out and play in all the leaves that have fallen, kicking them up in the air and bringing them home to make autumn displays; but if I tried that today I would end up slipping on leaf sludge, going arse over tit and come home with a lot of washing to do. Where’s the fun in that?
Christmas means that there are extra gloom removing lights everywhere – the town centre looked lovely yesterday when we had a wander round – with holly and berries and sparkly things dotted about. The Yorkshireman is a rather pragmatic soul and isn’t really into decorations and shininess so I am enjoying the fact that Little’un is now old enough to appreciate it all with me. We now outnumber him two to one when it comes to family decisions on the presence or absence of shiny things.
I’m not so keen on shopping at this time of year, although on the whole Little’un doesn’t need a buggy any more so it is a little easier to get around, but the crowds annoy me. Whilst I like places to be busy and have an atmosphere I hate the crushing hordes, recklessly spending for no apparent reason. We have thought carefully about what to get Little’un – Santa is bringing her things she will actually use – and thankfully we don’t have too many other people to buy for. We don’t go overboard on food and drink either. We’ll have a few extra glasses of wine and perhaps some cheese* and pâté and the odd mince pie and of course a lovely roast dinner but we don’t hold the opinion that it is necessary to do enough shopping to last a month just because the shops are closed for a couple of days.
The Yorkshirman and I will both be working over Christmas with just Christmas Day and Boxing Day off. Assorted relatives will be visiting (the bit I love best) so work days will be easier than usual as Little’un will stay at home. No morning rush. No mad dash in the evening. With any luck, we may even return home to a cooked meal – bliss.
The tree won’t go up for a couple of weeks yet. My Mum’s birthday is mid-December and it was always a rule in our house that we weren’t allowed to put the decorations up until after her birthday. She has since admitted that this is nothing to do with keeping her birthday celebrations away from Christmas but a ploy to stop us mithering to have the tree up too early. A good idea, and a tradition I am happy to continue.
Little’un has been practising hard for her nursery Christmas production and is singing lots of new songs, her favourite being “Twelve Days of Christmas”. She hasn’t got all the days in the right order but she knows more than I do, although being three she does change some of the lyrics. Apparently, on the fifth day of Christmas, her true love brought to her, “Five Gold POOOOOOOOOOOOS” [cue hysterical giggling].
So I find Christmas the perfect antidote to the depressing, wet, mildewy English winter. So please excuse me if I start getting excited a little early.
* which reminds me – must buy the Stilton and Brie now so that they are mature enough to walk by Christmas
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