The first Saturday in each month holds the Church Coffee morning in the Village Hall - I no longer live in the village and haven't done for some years but I still go because I know so many of those who go and if I didn't go I would never see them these days. In any case the Christmas one always holds some 'goodies'. First of all A bakes, as usual, turkey lasagnes - they are individually packed, delicious and freezable. I always order two, have one for my lunch and freeze the other for when I need a nourishing meal in a hurry. Then the Christmas meeting is always enlivened by K's beautiful mince pies which put mine and I suspect most people's to shame. She serves us one each, warmed and served on a tiny paper mat. Then today A, in addition to her lasagnes - and her marmalade, which is also very good (I bought a jar) - had two home made and decorated Christmas cakes - I bought them both.
We are lucky to have such good bakers in our village aren't we?
Returning home I called to fill up with petrol and realised that during the time I had been away from home the wind had reached gale force and was blowing directly across the forecourt of our local petrol station. Arriving home I decided to take Tess round the block before the wind got any stronger. As it was there were places where I had to hold on to the fence until the gust had subsided. I really don't think Tess enjoyed it any more than I did.
Now in for the day with doors locked, curtains about to be drawn, central heating turned up a couple of notches and 'Strictly' semi-finals on TV tonight, I can finally relax. And January Good Housekeeping magazine through the letter box an hour ago (a present each Christmas from my God-daughter) to top up the gap. See you tomorrow...
PS I have just noticed that the cake photograph makes it look as though the cake is hanging on the wall - I can't see how to turn it round a notch so sorry but you will have to imagine it one twist round to the left (it will taste just as good).