You had better watch out, you had better not cry, you had better not pout... I'm telling you why ;-)
Well - in the words of Nanny Hutch, "Christmas is almost upon us, and then it will be as far away as it will ever be..." not sure what this means, but I know that it gave me a pain in my heart every time I heard it on Christmas tea time. It meant that I had to wait a whole year for pressies again! :-)This year, in some ways, we are just seeking to get through Christmas. I have enjoyed buying gifts for people, but this year our hearts are heavy in the Benstead household. The first year without Suzy and Nanny Brown, and its going to be a strange one. On Xmas eve, Mark and I are planning to attend midnight mass in his village church - the last time I was there I was doing Suzy's eulogy. I cant decide whether this is going to be an uplifting experience, or an utterly depressing one... I am hoping for the former. Christmas Day itself is going to be nice a quiet - we are having breakfast with Mark's Dad, and Mark and I are having lunch alone at home with the cat (who has her own chicken dinner lined up), and hopefully in the evening we will see his Brother and family. Boxing day is the usual local derby between Histon FC and Cambridge United (it always adds a bit of festive rivalry to the proceedings - one branch of the family always feels a little deflated, and the others gleefully try not to rub it in *too* much ;-) ). This year my cousin Mark is joining us, and I am planning to cook a festive curry.
Anyway my lovelies. I truly do wish you all a very very happy Christmas - I hope you have all been good and that Santa brings you what you want. I have my fingers crossed for some good news in the New Year.Love, Peace and "You scum bag, You maggot, You cheap lousy faggot...
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day" as they say at midnight mass... (heh)
Much love
Hayls
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PS. Jen - I can't bloody listen to "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire" without shedding a tear! ;-)
1 comment:
... Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir, and folks dressed up like eskimos ...
ah, takes me back to quebec st every time i hear it!
happy christmas to you, PW and mouchoir!
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