It that time of the year, streets are bustling with frantic shoppers all bundled up against the wintry wind. Carols singers busking on Buchanan Street, the German market is up and running, christmas trees everywhere and the scent of pine wafting through the air. Its that time of the year where I turn into complete mush! I love Christmas...... absolutely adore everything about it. I think this love is mostly attributable to the fact that I had the best Christmasses growing up. Every year, we'd get that coveted 6 foot tree, spend ages decorating it and in the morning the you're greeted with that effervescent smell of pine.... and our little rabbit would be huddled up under the tree.Priceless! I remember nights helping mum chop up dried fruit for the xmas cake, cleaning up this and that, great great family shopping trips to get clothes and christmas decorations .... and the dreaded quest for that elusively perfect material to stitch the curtains...(not fun at 10.... not fun at 16....but now I see the light)
Every Christmas eve, the was the much anticipated Midnight Mass, complete with the choir and the Nativity play. When I was a child I was absolutely taken with the whole tradition of the mass, and then in high school I had the opportunity to get involved with putting the play together and accompanying the choir on the piano..... awww that was absolutely grand!! Moe..... remember the door and all those lights hahah ?!!;)
There was carolling aroun the neighbourhood, going to the annual kids' christmas party held at the hospital. I remember Bruce Springsteen singing Merry Christmas Baby, Elvis Presley belting Blue Christmas, Celine Dion, Kenny G, the Gregorian Chant, Whitney Houston's magical version of Do You Hear What I Hear...... I have a particular Christmas memory for all these songs and so many more.
At the risk of sounding like a christmas commercial....
its just a warm and fuzzy feeling all round.
Wishing you a special Christmas and special times all the days of your life.
3 comments:
you where the best stage manager we ever had...
Awh Karen! Do you remember this time last year - we went and bought all those decorations and lights in town, and then came back via Byres Road to get our little tree that turned out to be HUUUGGGGEEEE!!!!! And then you hug-carried it the whole way back to the flat, and I couldn't stop laughing because it looked like a tree with feet, and then we decorated the whole thing perfectly with your Christmas music playing in the background because you'd brought your cd player into the kitchen. And then we turned off the lights, poured ourselves a glass of Bacardi Breezer Apple each, and sat alone on the work-top admiring our work of art.
Awh, good times! Do you remember, Karen?! Are you going home for Christmas this year? Do you have a tree? You would love out here right now. Mum's here and we've been Christmas shopping and to the Christmas market and had mulled wine and been savouring the atmosphere! Going to France's biggest and oldest Christmas market in Strasbourg tomorrow to do the same!
Missin' you, dahling! Stay in contact! xx
hey megan..... you made me cry...reading that!!!!
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