Wahoo, we made it to 2017. Wasn’t it touch and go for a while there?
Plug alert – if you read The Obligatory New Years Post (seamless), I talked about not having whopping great resolutions for 2017, more just making small changes to maintain this not too shabby little life we’ve managed to cobble together. A huge part of that will always be celebrating the tiny little moments that make the days brighter. So here they are! And since I’ve been AWOL for a considerable amount of time, this is a bumper Chrimbo edition.
ALL the cheese. I do feel I need to make a public apology because we really did eat a small principality’s worth of cheese over Christmas, just the two of us. My tight pants would suggest that I should be sorrier but two words: Elderflower Cheddar. Get on that. There is a beautiful little cheese shop tucked away down an alley a couple of towns over, venturing over to choose test the festive cheese offering was a top Christmas highlight. And I snaffled a jar of roasted beetroot chutney to go with it because I really am nailing this adulting lark.
Long Crisp Walks. They’re my favourite. You know when the winter sun is shining but it’s so cold you can’t feel your face? That’s when you’ll find me out and about stomping across fields and over the moors and generally breathing in the good stuff/complaining about how my teeth hurt.
Taking down the decorations. Of course, I loved putting them up and all the joy they brought with them (during my trip to the cheesemongers – what a time to be alive – I also bought some DIY festive bunting and a new wreath, check me out) but there is something quite lovely about taking it all down and packing it away in the loft again. For me that really signals the start of the new year and all the fresh opportunities it promises.
Motown The Musical. I have a not so secret love affair with Motown music, it reminds me of donning an old bridesmaid dress and a pair of red wellies and bopping around the lounge with my mum…just last week in fact. Jokes. It’s one of those utterly pure memories of my childhood and I don’t like to end on a downer but those were few and very far between. So, for Christmas the husband bought tickets to Motown the Musical and it was everything I hoped it would be. It follows the story of Berry Gordy who started the Motown Records label with an $800 loan from his family (incidentally fact fans, he also wrote Reet Petite for Jackie Wilson which happens to be my favourite song OF ALL TIME). The musical charts the growth of the label amidst the sketchy socio-political situation across the pond and is completely brilliant. All punctuated with some of the absolute best Motown songs and artists. If you like that kind of music, I’d 100% recommend it
Black Forrest Gateaux. The husband dusted off his bakers’ hands and went full 1970s to make my all time favourite pudding for Christmas Day. Light chocolate Genoise sponge soaked in cherry liqueur and sandwiched together with all the cream and cherries you could want. THEN covered completely in grated chocolate. He even got his piping bag out (not a euphemism).
Torvil and Dean. *Cough* of the dog world. Specifically Pete skating across the frozen puddles in the fields near our house. He went charging in hoping for a wallowing opportunity and failed just 100%. Betty just legged it from puddle to puddle trying to bite the ice. Classic.
Crimbo Leftovers. Turkey curry, roasted ham pie, almost forgotten quiche. YES.
The Little Moments. Husband and I went from seeing very little of each other before the Christmas holidays to having a week or so just pootling about the house together. I don’t want to make things weird but it turns out he’s not a bad egg that one, I like hanging out with him. Which, nearly ten years into wedded bliss, is reassuring.Reading without apology. I spent a lot of time doing this over Christmas, curled up under a blanket with my spaniel buddies with the rest of the Celebrations to hand. Bliss.
New Years’ Eve. Which largely involved watching Dreamgirls followed by Singin in the Rain. We ate, we snoozed, we woke up at 12:03, muttered happy new year and sidled off to bed. You can’t buy that kind of class and it was perfect for us.
That’s this week’s wonderful from me, let me know your best bits.
Sally‘s brain made Wonderful Wednesday but this little bunch is growing all the time, go visit these wonder women Kate, Helen, Jo, Cat, Emma, Sam, Laura, Kerri, Peta , Sarah, El, Jasmin and Mimmi they’re all full of the cheer. >> If you’re in the gang and I’ve missed you off, please please let me know! There are so many now I lose track.
Let me know if you decide to join in, there’s a hashtag and everything #wonderfulwednesday
All the happy.