Well I have only four presents left to wrap, and have posted all my Christmas cards, which for me isn't bad going! Thank you for all YOUR beautiful cards, and apologies if the ones your receive aren't the usual glossy QVC ones, but our print run was short and I missed out on them! My own choice was a little smaller and less glossy but sent with love
I chose the tree with Jack and Sam last week, and managed to jam it into Sam's rather large car. It was about a foot too tall, but with the help of a bread knife (Ok, but I'm not all that good on the DIY) and Jack's sawing skills, it was reduced to a size that enabled me to put the star on the top Looks pretty doesn't it? Actually it looks identical to the picture I took last year, but I promise you it is a new tree!!
Talking of trees, I'd have been hard pushed to beat Debbie Greenwood's tree that stands proudly in her atrium… if I can say that in polite company. You'll see it behind Kathy Claire Deb and I in this photo that was taken the night of Deb's pre-Christmas party. We had such fun
She cooked a fabulous Beouf Bourguignon with rice and roast vegetables, and then a scumptious chocolate (well it had to be really) bread and butter pudding – a Nigella recipe apparently – which most of us shovelled down in a rather piggy manner!
I had a few mighty tropical moments during the night, and so the wig came off, but was used to very good effect in a game called 'guess the hairstyle!'- hilarious I can't quite remember WHY we were standing up on the chairs a little later in the evening, but am amazed I managed it in my pin heels.
After we'd sat down Debbie's Paul set up a cracking quiz which we played until well after midnight, and then while he and Colin washed up the remaining glasses (seriously!), Deb and I sat in front of the fire and put the world to rights – the perfect end to a perfect night.
I was lucky enough to be a guest again at Greenwood Towers last Friday night, as the QVC Christmas Bash beckoned. With a 1920s theme it promised to be a hoot, and we weren't disappointed. Julia and her daughter Sophie were there, Anna and Claire, plus Craig and Miceal.
And I have to say we were ALL 'giving it large' on the dance floor. It reminded me of a night some years back when Colin and I went to a do, and some young chap came up to him and said of my gyrating, "She can throw some wicked shapes for an old bird!" – high praise indeed Thought you might like to see a few pics but had a bit of a palava sending them over so will pop them up after Christmas… and yes the wig did come off again!
With two more days of work before I'm off over Christmas, I just wanted to thank you all again for everything you've done to help me through one of the most difficult years of my life. Your constant contact as 'Ali's Army' through this blog, endless cards, letters, flowers and special gifts have meant the world to me.
On the nights when I couldn't sleep, the days when I felt so rough, all those times I looked in the mirror and didn't know the face looking back at me, you were there 'holding my hand' – red and crepey though it was for several months – and it's made all the difference I know we may never meet, but I feel I know you, and it's lovely to be able to call you friends. None of us know what the future has in store, but I know that whatever the next few years bring, I will be able to deal with it because I have you in my life.
Have a wonderful Christmas, and may I wish you a very happy and healthy 2012.
Love always, Ali xx