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We got up early (for a Saturday) today to go and play Christmas carols at Millets Farm with Abingdon Concert Band. Over breakfast the snow started coming down, finely but steadily. An hour later and there was a few centimetres…
Continue readingWe’ve actually had the tree up two weeks but I’ve been meaning to post pictures for a while now, especially as this year, our mantlepiece is looking all the more special and perfect, thanks to the 1920s fireplace we got…
Continue reading~ It was Emma’s birthday today. I got up earlier than usual and made Emma a proper breakfast laid up to the table with her cards and a few presents, and we had a nice relaxing start to the day…
Continue readingIt is of course, now advent, and so completely forgivable to be thinking ahead to the time of Christmastide. With this in mind, this weekend I would like to: ~ put the Christmas tree up, and make the house nice….
Continue reading~ I opened the first door on our advent calendar this morning; an illustration of a Mary on a donkey. It’s a pop-out calendar from Oxfam depicting the traditional crib scene. For two people who are not religiously-inclined it might…
Continue readingIt’s been a weird day at work today. The students are all off on holidays, the lecturers are all conspicuous by their absence, and much of the site, in grey gloom, resembles that of a ghost town. It’s weird working…
Continue readingIt is the third day of our little, mini-holdiay, and the first day of Emma’s birthday weekend. Sue came over to see us for the day, and after an early lunch, we headed into Oxford. We started off the afternoon…
Continue readingAfter the craziness of last night I had a much nicer AA man this morning who was not backward at coming forward about voicing his displeasure and unprofessionalism of last night’s AA man. Far from rescuing me to the garage,…
Continue readingAppropriately enough for 1 December 2009 it is reassuringly damn cold and fantastically frosty. Gone is the mizzling gloom and soggy rain of last week, and in its place is the light touch of golden sunrise across misty vistas. My…
Continue reading1. It feels a little empty waking up to Christmas Eve with Emma gone back home. The weather reflects my mood, engaging frost and cold and magicness is replaced by a hibernating weather of cold greyness – real Dark Comes…
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