“Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight, At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more, When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death, And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.” The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, C S Lewis I can’t help but think…
Tag: Christmas
Farewell Christmas Lights
Our street is still cheered by the warm glow of Christmas lights on the houses at night. I like them lighting up the snow. In only a handful of days they will be switched off – to be taken down later when it’s a little less like a freezer outside. Still, the Christmas festivities will…
Christmas Quiet
Most of this month I’ve been strung out like a string of Christmas lights with a bulb that’s on the flicker – threatening to blow a fuse at any moment. I love Christmas, but the stuff that we’ve built around it can become overwhelming. It becomes an all consuming thing – the shopping particularly. My…
Hope for the World
In an hour period listening to the radio this morning while I did some housework and then loaded up our advent calendar with chocolate, I heard of disillusionment with big business, loss of faith in governments, threats of increased world unemployment, worries about tyrannical leaders, breakdown of treaties between countries and fear of world war in…
Count up to Christmas
I’m not a list person – until Christmas. Now I have lists. There are lists from the children, my list of things-I’d-like-to-bake-this-Christmas, shopping lists and a daily to do list. I know there is limited time to get everything done in time for the big day. The due date for returning books at the…
Farewell 2014
So that is that…the shopping and the wrapping, the preparation and the planning, the expectation and the surprises, the baking and the feasting, the singing carols and christmas Muzak, the giving and the receiving, all the everything about Christmas almost ready to be taken down and packed away for eleven months. Even the year is…
Snow what? It’s Christmas.
Can it be post Christmas Day already? After a month where my existence seemed to consist of work, eat, sleep, shop and bake, it hardly seems possible that we’re done. I’m a big fan of the days between Christmas and New Year – though I have had to go to work on a couple of…
Emma's English Kitchen 