It’s Christmas Day. It’s sunny. I’ve had a nice lie-in, done some reading (desperately trying to finish the book club book before I allow myself some leisure reading) and the washing up. Now I’m blogging before getting ready to go to my brother’s house for lunch in Surrey, but I’m not due until 2 p.m. so I have time to write the 359th consecutive blog posts of 2014 with only 6 more to go.
Last Christmas Day there was no electricity at my brother’s house, so we took our Christmas to his father-in-law’s house, starting with an early morning turkey dash. Brilliant! It was also a very wet Christmas if you remember with awful floods across the UK. And in recent years it’s also been very snowy. And yet, today? Brilliant sunshine and clear skies, not even a frost.
How extraordinary our UK weather can be. Variety is the spice of life.
I’m ready with my silver sparkly outfit and my quiz and my poem. Here’s hoping everyone else has written them poems too, for our new family tradition. Wonder if that’s one which will take off and last for future generations.
And I wonder where you are for Christmas today and what you are doing. Some of my clients are far ahead of me in the world – 13 hours in New Zealand and their pictures have been appearing on Facebook before I went to sleep last night. Actually I couldn’t go to sleep last night and not because I was excited about Santa’s impending visit but rather because I have been poorly for a few weeks now with constant headaches which I am reliably informed is a virus. I think this must be my first virus ever and since you have to see other people to catch a virus (I think), I am pretty sure I know where to point the finger. I am stoking up on Lemsip but thankfully, although my headaches are now translating into a cold, with sneezes, sneezes are pretty much all I have, symptoms wise. Thankfully, not a horrid blocked nose where you can’t breathe. My own cure for the headaches is lots of water, pints and pints of water, and keeping myself cool by turning down the central heating. A lovely little drive across London with the windows open should sort me out.
I hope you are where you want to be, and that you are with those you love. I thought I would like to be in St Martin, my favourite Caribbean island, but I realised as I was standing at the kitchen sink just now that I am perfectly happy to be where I am today. Perhaps that’s because, this year, I decided to like The C Word?
So, here it is, Merry Christmas, everybody’s having fun. I hope you are. And I leave you with my current favourite Christmas quote, from Alison Steadman, playing Pam in Gavin & Stacey. This is the bit where she’s rehearsed what she’s going to say so she can eat turkey on Christmas Day, having pretended to be a vegetarian for three years! You need only watch the first 4 minutes to catch her fabulous scene.
“I’m sorry. It’s Christmas. Please let me eat my dinner in peace, the way Jesus would have wanted me to… on his birthday”
I hope you get to eat your dinner in peace, the way Jesus would have wanted you to, on his birthday.