Tag Archives: Christmas
The Christmas tree is basically one strong draft away from mulch.
Big news from Rachel at choir. Her movie has been released! In selected cinemas. For a limited time.
“So it turns out,” said Rachel as we gossiped during the choir Christmas Concert rehearsal break, “that I am someone else’s Naked Neighbor.”
I love the Thanksgiving Day parade. I love the strangeness of seeing the giant figures floating over the buildings of the Upper West Side. But more than this, I love the night before the parade,when the balloons are inflated in … Continue reading
Today is my Mum’s birthday and we’re going to Covent Garden to watch the ballet and drink champagne. It’s become something of a family tradition of late – in fact, on the basis that anything you do twice at Christmas … Continue reading
You’d think that a little detox between Christmas, Christmas leftovers and New Year would be a good idea. This would be the day to eat vitamins, to go for a brisk walk perhaps, to feel healthier again. A great day … Continue reading
It’s Christmas Eve. I’m in Wigan celebrating a double whammy with my family. That joyful Christmas hunkering down feeling; the shops are shut, there’s nothing else to do but sit and wait for morning. Also, my grandparents’ wedding anniversary. They … Continue reading
Christmas is a compromise. I have family in London and Wigan and Shropshire. Jon has family in Scotland, in Surrey, and Worcestershire. And this year, his mum and dad rented a house in Somerset for a party, so that went … Continue reading
On our last day in New York before returning to the UK for Christmas, Jon and I have established a tradition. I finish off the Christmas shopping. He meets me at Columbus Circle to see the giant hanging stars do … Continue reading