Four days in already and my first opportunity to wish you a very Happy New Year! So how was your Christmas? Do hope you had a lovely and restful time whatever you did and with whomever you spent it :)
I have to say I breathed a huge sigh of relief on Christmas Eve when Colin was discharged from hospital having been kept in for two nights with mysterious tummy pains. It transpired he had diverticulitis – inflammation of the bowel to you and me – but is completely recovered now.
Christmas Day games and presents
We had a quiet Christmas Day and then a party with all the children in the evening… great fun, but a heck of a big tidy up in the morning having slept 15 in my somewhat tiny house! Sam invented an excellent party game where you had to create sentences by using each letter of various seasonal words e.g. Christmas… "Cripes! have ready in special times many apple slices"… guess you needed to have been there! :)
I have to admit to being VERY spoilt when it came to presents from the children. Beautiful roses and lilies, my favourite wine, tickets to the Opera from Lucy – something I've always wanted to experience – and from Sam, a passport to Silverstone to drive an Aston Martin DB9. That's definitely one to film for you! I plan to check the exits when I first get there and veer off the track onto the M25 towards the Channel Tunnel… how long do you think before they'd catch up with me??
Christmas Day TV and a QVC Calendar Girls?
I watched very little television over the break, although I have experienced Top Gear's trip to Bolivia three times! I guess that's what happens when your household is mainly male. Out of choice I saw Singing in the Rain, High Society, The Incredibles and most recently Calendar Girls, which led me to idly wonder if we, the female presenters, could create something similar?
I had in mind a terrific tower of Lock and Locks that we could hide behind, or possibly a carefully choreographed shot of one of us cleaning up with a Dyson? No? That's what I concluded. Lock and lock's are transparent and you'd need to be pretty short or incredibly thin to hid behind a Dyson… back to the drawing board I guess.
New Year's celebrations
New Year's Eve was spent with one of my oldest friends (see photo top left)… not by age, but purely the number of years I have known her. We met on the first day at Secondary School in 1971 and have been friends ever since. Her birthday is on New Year's Day and as we celebrated I reminded her of her 12th birthday which was spent at the cinema watching The Amazing Mr. Blunden.
I also reminded her of the green suede tasseled waistcoat and equally stylish skirt she wore with a fetching canary yellow polo neck… how times and fashions have changed. Thank Heavens! I wore my Ronni Nicole dress and felt fab.
But looking back, those were the days when we would compare the height of our wedge heels and the colour of our eyeshadows, but now it's a question of how many grey hairs we have and which country on the atlas most closely resembles the pattern created by our thread veins….
Talking of things deteriorating…. my dead Christmas tree (pronounced deceased on the 23rd December) did a sterling job of keeping the lights and tinsel in place until the 28th… I think it was actually petrified when we undressed it and stood it outside. Understandable, you might think, bearing in mind the temperature, but I mean petrified in the way of things mummified. See what you think from the photo…
Have a great week, and see you on Wednesday night for an illuminating and fragrant show at midnight
Love Ali xxx