It’s finally here! It’s Christmas Eve and the excitement chez Castle Greysquirrel is almost unbearably tangible and palpable. I fear Nigel, as per usual, might burst, so, as we are back home for Christmas, I sent him to look at the extra additions I noticed that have been made to MotorWorld’s window just to get a few minutes peace!
Now on one side of the knitted nativity there’s a Santa in a car of a vintage type nature, complete with fluffy dice and the village hostelry to be seen in the background.
And, on the other side is another Santa, which, I have to say, looks just a little bit suspect, sat on a bike, with a slightly dubious accomplice, who I presume is Rudolph, dans goggles.
However, I am certain that once more the title and trophy for the Best Dressed Christmas Window in the Village is assured ……..
……. or Nigel will make sure that questions are asked in Parliament and on Question Time!
Nigel was gone for quite a while, just gazing, and drinking in the awe and wonder of the most magical night of the year, returning to help hang up our stockings ……
….. and arrange a snack for Father Christmas, Rudolph and the other reindeer on a tray, to be left in the dining room …… carrots for the reindeer and a couple of boxes of Mr Kiplings cakes for Father Christmas, to take with him just in case he can’t fit them in during his visit, plus a couple of cans of the local Banks’s Beer.
Then, as the light begins to fade on Christmas Eve, as is our tradition, we will light our lantern in the garden, each lost in our thoughts and memories of those special people who won’t be with us again this Christmas ………
It’s hard to believe how many Christmas’s have gone by since Andy left us …… and it’s at Christmas when we seem to miss him a little more than usual and feel a little lost and alone ……
…… which is why Nigel went to check on precious Andy’s fish, to tell him they were still OK and doing well, and who, despite the fading light, came up to check on Nigel too.