It was unchanged, English, rural, muddy, quiet, pretty, remote, emotional and a little bleak. It took me approximately one minute and forty-five seconds to remember why I love living in London so much.
Today we are back home, the Christmas linen is on the table, the angel chimes are singing and I can hear someone playing Jingle Bells on her recorder. At 3pm this afternoon there is A Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols from Kings on Radio 4, which I shall listen to while I make the mince pies.
The Ghost of Christmas Present is a much more comfortable companion than the Ghost of Christmas Past.
Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas wherever you are.
I have a friend who moved to MB from London!
ReplyDeleteIn fact if that's the school in one of the pics, you captured her house as well!!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas xx
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas to you too! K x
ReplyDeleteHappy Christmas Nancy! I have enjoyed visiting you over the past year. x
ReplyDeleteBig hugs to you and your family, Nancy. Loved seeing your photos (like always), and laughing at your choice of Framboise... haha
ReplyDeleteThanks for the beautiful card we got in the mail. A treasure.
Happy holidays to you guys,
Love,
Ann
A very Merry Christmas to you and yours Nancy x
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas Nancy, hope it is a truly lovely day x
ReplyDeleteHope it was a lovely day! I thought of you as I made soda bread the other day. What a fab recipe - thanks again. Walnut bread today, yum.
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