The Christmas meal duly arrived in a box and was a great success, removing the need to do all the prepping of vegetables, side dishes and sauces, I just had to open the packaging and put the contents in the oven. It meant that my time wasn't all spent in the kitchen as in former years and I could lounge in the sitting room with the family. Just great, like a mother hen with all her chickens safely home!
My presents were all surprises, one of them being a pomegranate tree. The label says that it can be grown outside, but I'm going to be cautious and grow it in a pot. I plan to treat it as I do the lemons and move it in and out with the changing seasons.
This holiday period involves a lot of indulgent eating. I dusted the trifle with 'gold' for a festive flourish!
On a bright, sunny day we were invited to our friends' house for lunch. Their garden edges the Severn Estuary and the sun shone golden on the reed bed at the edge of the water. It looked beautiful seen through the window but the camera wasn't able to capture what I saw and I wasn't inclined to stand outside in the bitter chill.
Janet is a colour queen and we discussed a possible new look for the sitting room walls.
Steve has a set of practise drums in a corner of his studio. Who can resist?
Well, certainly not me!
Watch out, Ringo!
Then the master showed me how.
New Year's Eve
All the village were invited to bring in the New Year at the hotel. As I've described before, we are a small hamlet that originally served the 'big house' up the hill which is now the hotel. Each house in the hamlet had it's own role to play in the running of the estate, our home being for the gamekeeper and his family. He raised the game birds on the land that is now an orchard that abuts our vegetable garden.
We villagers scrubbed up well, put on our party clothes and went up the hill for a glass of fizz and a jolly time!
Which got louder
and jollier as the night went on.
There was a great band for dancing
and it was lovely to catch up with the 'children' (now gorgeous grown-ups) of various villagers who were back home for the holidays.
A piper came at midnight
and we all joined in for Auld Lang Syne
New Year's Day
After not quite long enough in bed we set out for a celebration lunch with friends. The table was set to tempt even those who thought they weren't hungry!
Followed by puddings
enjoyed by all!
A house full of friends - what can be nicer!
Himself had a good chat with birthday boy, Alfie, they had worked together for many years at the former Bristol art school.
The 'colour queen' had been busy since our visit on Boxing Day
Now the walls are PINK.
When is my favourite time in a party?
When the throng has left,
everyone well fed
and the host and hostess can slump in comfy chairs.
We 'chew the fat'
and the future is viewed through my rose tinted spectacles
with the help of very pink walls!
Wishing you all that is good for the year ahead.