'Our' pohutukawa are blossoming already and the beachfront is looking nice.
I guess that Robert's annual festival commemorating the birth of Jesus Christ, observed primarily on December 25 and central to the Christian liturgical year is just around the corner. As you know it's preceded by the season of Advent which we are in now and initiates the season of Christmastide, which historically in the West lasts twelve days and culminates on Twelfth Night.
Whoopdy do!
Curmudgeons no longer get Christmas presents and nowadays don't have visitors coming to stay - no kings and no shepherds which pleases The Old Girl as her ex husband's name is Shepherd and I know that she doesn't want to see him. We will (again) 'celebrate' Christmas on our own with our own traditional Christmas fare - a light meal of salads and a quiche or a flan with Champagne and sparkling shiraz.
No church services will be attended but it would be nice to hear some hymns or carols coming from the little church at the end of our road.
10 comments:
Christmas is over rated. I'm always glad when the day is done.
My double bass is more important than Christmas.
So is my violin.
Richard loves me more.
The Double Bass.
Fuck off DB.
I'm Richard's favourite. When's the last time he nuzzled up to you and caressed you lovingly with his bow?
The Violin.
Well V, he fingers me. Just saying.
The Double Bass.
Bastard!
The Violin.
Stop it you two!
Wipe that smile off your bass, or there will be treble!
Stop fretting and bow out Richard.
Let the guys take the pizz.
I'm impressed that you acknowledge advent. Most people are putting up christmas decorations now, which as you point out is not liturgically correct.
I guess that something stuck after 12 years of Catholic education.
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