Just had to buy this for myself as (yet another) Christmas present:
3D noughts and crosses. Of course, you're limited as to the number of noughts and crosses you can use, plus any at the top require there to be pieces underneath, which adds another layer of complexity. Nice for the coffee table though.
A last minute enhancement to the Christmas cake - grated white chocolate. Should have crated it on to the cake while the dark chocolate was still runny.
Made one of my Christmas favourites yesterday - Dutch red cabbage. Apples, onions, red cabbage (of course), butter, nutmeg, cinnamon, cloves, brown sugar and white wine vinegar. Slow cook for about 6 hours and you have Christmas on a plate.
Gave my reading at the local church carol service last night - Micah 5: 2-5 in a suitably sonorous timbre - a vague enough passage that could mean virtually anything. Take this line, for example: "Therefore he shall give them up until the time when she who is in labour has brought forth; then the rest of his kindred shall return to the people of Israel." What? - that's pure Nostradamus. It's not even meaningful as a sentence, even in relation to the preceding one, in fact it's rather reminiscent of the Prophets scene in Life of Brian.
The book of carols kindly had the dates the carols were written and it struck me how the church is stuck in the 1850s, as indeed is anything ceremonial in the UK; court dress, judicial garb, military dress uniform, fox hunting clothes, academic clothes, etc. No wonder so many fall for Brexit, we're a Nostalgia Nation. It's a wonder top hats aren't still worn in Parliament.
Well, Merry, Victorian Christmas to anyone reading this.
Made one of my Christmas favourites yesterday - Dutch red cabbage. Apples, onions, red cabbage (of course), butter, nutmeg, cinnamon, cloves, brown sugar and white wine vinegar. Slow cook for about 6 hours and you have Christmas on a plate.
Gave my reading at the local church carol service last night - Micah 5: 2-5 in a suitably sonorous timbre - a vague enough passage that could mean virtually anything. Take this line, for example: "Therefore he shall give them up until the time when she who is in labour has brought forth; then the rest of his kindred shall return to the people of Israel." What? - that's pure Nostradamus. It's not even meaningful as a sentence, even in relation to the preceding one, in fact it's rather reminiscent of the Prophets scene in Life of Brian.
The book of carols kindly had the dates the carols were written and it struck me how the church is stuck in the 1850s, as indeed is anything ceremonial in the UK; court dress, judicial garb, military dress uniform, fox hunting clothes, academic clothes, etc. No wonder so many fall for Brexit, we're a Nostalgia Nation. It's a wonder top hats aren't still worn in Parliament.
Well, Merry, Victorian Christmas to anyone reading this.
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