Christmas 2010

They are saying this doesn’t qualify as a white Christmas because it hasn’t actually snowed on Christmas Day, Well it’s the whitest one I’ve seen for years! I finally managed to get the Christmas shopping done on Wednesday. Everywhere in town was covered with slush and just stepping off the kerb was a nightmare.

The ingredients for Cat’s special vegan Christmas meal didn’t arrive until Christmas eve and she needed three days to prepare it properly. She’s even making her own flour! She stayed up most of the night but is now exhausted and we have postponed the meal until tomorrow. It’s really complicated in this house. Hubby and Chris had the traditional Christmas meal at lunchtime while I had a nut roast as I am vegetarian. Cat, who is vegan was going to cook in the evening.

Tony our younger son is spending Christmas with his girlfriend’s family. Cat wasn’t happy with that. She said the whole family should be together, but I remember when Hubby and I spent a Christmas apart when we were engaged to please the families and I wasn’t going to do that to Tony. He’s been with this girl for ten months now and plans to move in with her when he passes his driving test. He has failed three times so far. He’s a great driver but panics when he takes the test and makes mistakes.

Yesterday I watched the film The Queen. I hadn’t planned to but caught a few minutes at the beginning and got hooked. It was so well made. Loved the part where the dogs followed her into the kitchen and she just said ‘Out’ and they shot out immediately. Perhaps I will give her a ring and ask her how she does that! Billy Jean just lies down on the floor and nips me when I try to push her through the door. She’s getting better though. She is only 8 months old.

I got a card from my childhood best friend yesterday enclosing a photo of her first grandchild. I had just said a few days before that I still had one good friend who didn’t have grandchildren. Well now I don’t. The baby is gorgeous,  eyes just like her grandma. I remember when my mother first met my friend when she was 8 and I was 7. We had met the previous day and she came to knock at my door and Mum came in saying ‘There’s a little girl at the door with beautiful big brown eyes who wants to play with you.’ We’ve been friends ever since.

When I got the baby photo it took me right back to the time just over 30 years ago when I received a letter to say her first child had been born after years of infertility. It just goes to show you should never give up hope.

Better go and get some tea together. Now Cat isn’t making a meal it will have to be a salad followed by fruit and Christmas cake which we would have had tomorrow. Then I can sit down and watch Eastenders!