Tag Archives: Christmas
The day before heading home for the holidays is always a last minute rush of Christmas shopping, but I should have known better than to go to American Girl on 5th Avenue on Sunday Afternoon.
Years ago a friend told me that this Steaming Bishop was his Grandma’s go-to Sunday night drink in winter. Apparently she’d get happy and tipsy and sing the rude words to Christmas Carols. Every time I drink one, that’s EXACTLY what I feel like doing. Continue reading
Christmas is a time for nativities, pantomimes, ballets and shows. All of my nieces and nephews have been treading the boards over the last couple of weeks, being snowmen and angels, playing carols on the recorder, dancing to Jingle Bell … Continue reading
The other day I was trying on potential Christmas Dresses in Ann Taylor Loft and the following music tracks played in this order:
Walking from my apartment to the subway I pass 2 sex shops.
If you live far away from your family, Skype can transform your laptop into a magical time space portal, beaming you straight into a living room where your niece can sing you the song she’s learned to be an angel … Continue reading
“I was supposed to be singing a concert,” said my friend and choir colleague Theresa, “then I got an email with the header: Cancelled, due to infidelity.”
Back in London, post Christmas family visiting road trip round the country, and with the prospect of being in the same bed for consecutive nights, thoughts turn firstly to drink, and then to New Years Eve and the celebration thereof. … Continue reading