The Christmas Day swimmers (daughter J and three grand daughters) were not able to plunge into the sea this year due to the dire weather, the Council banned it and closed the beach. Such a disappointment. The day began for me with the annual hearty Quaker breakfast at the Meeting House, followed by Meeting. A good start to the day.
I talked to a Polish woman who told me that at home everyone has a carp for the Christmas meal which is cooked and served in a jelly. Some families get the fish in good time and keep it in the bath, alive..I enjoyed our nut roast even more after hearing that.
I spend a lot of time consumed by guilt at this time of the year: I should have written more cards, given nicer presents and wrapped them up properly, asked more people round, made more mince pies, the scope for feelings of unworthiness is endlesss. Apart from all that, I had a blessed and happy time..
Little dog has arrived and is sitting on the sofa beside me as I write this. I will have to brave the wind and rain twice a day to take him for walkies, but he is very sweet and lovable. He is to be renamed Bradley Wiggins (my cycling hero) or Wiggy for short.