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Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
I love chestnuts, we eat them regularly, in stews, nut roasts, cakes… especially since discovering the vacuum packed french version. I heard something on the radio last week about a man who only liked them in Mont blanc pudding (mostly meringue and cream). (there was also an idiot on Breakfast TV telling the viewing public…
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Nostalgia for christmas past
There’s nothing like being ill just before Christmas. We dragged round to get the tree, and left it in the hall long enough for Julian to spray it in protest at the Burnham wood aspects of the yule branch. I washed the cat pee off, cut the bottom off to get it in the stand,…
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Welcome Yule
The to do list is getting smaller. Presents bought and wrapped. √ First batch of mince pies cooked and eaten.√ Cards written and posted or delivered.√ Christmas concert sung√ Carols sung and money raised for Crisis√ Someone else’s carol singing event attended.√ Family visits lined up.√ Christmas tree bought.√ Decorate tree√ Gather winter fuel.√ Still…
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music is taking over my life
Haven’t written anything here (or anywhere else much) for a while, and I blame that pesky singing lark. It has taken over. We are rehearsing Ramirez’s Navidad Nuestra, carols and RTR stuff for Blackheath Halls on the 16th December, end of term concert for Raise the Roof at the Horniman Museum TODAY!!!! 2.30pm, and a…
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Wintermiddle
Wintermiddle is, as far as I know, an invention of Michael Rosen. His alternative to Father Christmas is Aunty Wintermiddle, a cheerful rainbow-wearing bringer of good times and merriment. When I was going through my ‘its all a patriarchal construct’ phase, I found Aunty very comforting. These days I’ll go with any celebration on offer…
Cherry Potts, Writer 