When I was a child, the Christmas holiday period was the gift that kept on giving. The overwhelming excitement of Christmas eve with it’s rituals such as new pyjamas (or indeed a highly flammable pink nylon nightie) and ham and eggs for tea from the gammon mum would be cooking in readiness for boxing day. Morecambe and Wise would be on the telly and just the distant jangling of sleigh bells in the distance? Continue reading 3rd day stew – family, friends and food
It was the week before Christmas….
Rocket and I do not get much ‘us’ time over the Christmas period, not a complaint but a statement of fact.
This year our nephew, Scouse, was to be married to the delightful Miss Brody right before Christmas (meaning things were even more hectic than usual) still we managed to create one evening in all the madness of Christmas and weddings to have a meal together. Continue reading Lobsterissamas
On the first day of Christmas my Rocket said to me…. “I am making a game pie” – he sweated buckets over it and it was a little jewel, served on Boxing day. We have had a busy time and I have started a new job meaning that my time for blog world has been limited…. but in the way of new years resolutions, I feel a need to get back to it. Continue reading A Partridge in a Pie Crust….