December

 

Christmas started on Thursday 4, when Helen made a pre-Christmas visit, and she and Teresa went to a performance of The Messiah in Tewkesbury Abbey by the Schola Cantorum (Choir School), now accommodated in the Dean Close Preparatory School.  An enjoyable performance, though a late finish.  Meanwhile, Roger went to an uneventful AGM at the bowls club.

 

The following day a new fridge was delivered to replace the original fitted one, whose inside, despite a recent repair, had started to resemble the Beardmore Glacier tumbling down to the Ross Ice Shelf.  When we managed to thaw it out, several years-old pots were retrieved from its frozen depths.  Mirabile dictu, we were delighted to find that the replacement was an almost exact likeness of the old one, so we were able to fit it snugly into the waiting aperture without calling out professional help.

 

We collected Jay from college on Saturday 6.  Helen came with us and together we stuffed the car full of Jay’s possessions.  Roger then drove the loaded car home, while the girls stayed in Oxford with Teresa for some Christmas shopping, returning later on the train.

 

 

Teresa and Helen by the LMH Christmas tree

 

 

 

 

 

On Sunday 7, we bought our own Christmas tree, again from a local farm, fresh and well-shaped.  Teresa manfully anchored it in a large yard bucket, its trunk being too large for our metal stand, and, when straightened up and decorated, it looked rather splendid.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Teresa again went to Tewkesbury Abbey, this time with Jay, for a carol concert on Tuesday 9.

 

On Wednesday 10, the latest instalment of our battle with the gas boiler.  Most of our visiting engineers now seem to agree that it’s not a leak at all, but a deep-seated problem in the boiler itself.  Probably the same fault as with the system next door, apparently now fixed, but we began to foresee problems getting British Gas to do anything about it.

 

On Friday 12, Teresa and Jay went to a charity carol concert at a large private house in Winchcombe.

 

On Monday 15, they went up to London, meeting up with Helen, for a day spent mainly in Hyde Park and Harrods.

 

 

Helen and Jay outside Harrods.  Enlargements and more pictures in our Christmas Gallery

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On Tuesday 16, we took Jay down to the Beefeater Cross Hands Inn in Cheltenham for a meal to celebrate her LMH scholarship.

 

 

Jay in the restaurant

 

 

 

 

Two more musical events for Teresa and Jay – carols at the ancient parish church at Hailes on Thursday 18 and another performance of The Messiah, by the professional English Symphony Orchestra on Saturday 20.  The latter was a shorter version of the work,  and staged again in Tewkesbury Abbey.

 

On Monday nearby neighbours held their traditional Christmas party, with a few new faces appearing, and the following day Helen came back, just in time for the carol concert at Toddington church.

 

Christmas was, as ever, a masterpiece of mise en scène by Teresa, who coordinated the programme, the meals and the presents for another wonderful family Christmas.  We started with a family concert, with Teresa demonstrating her new-found skills on the piano, along with Helen and Juliet, and then Roger and Juliet played a few jigs (guitar and violin respectively).  The finale was Teresa and Roger’s carol set – piano and guitar – romping along at about Grade One level.

 

Our Christmas Eve meal was Beef Wellington for Roger and Teresa, with duck for the girls.  On Christmas Day, we all had turkey, and all the trimmings.  Replete, we spent the afternoon opening and admiring our Christmas presents, both those assembled by Teresa over the last few months and those thoughtfully chosen by the girls.

 

For entertainment, a surprise hit was a box of mixed parlour games picked up in a charity shop in the summer, while Roger and Helen particularly enjoyed a book of literary quizzes, a present for Roger from Helen.

 

Teresa and the girls returned to Oxford on Tuesday 30, just for the day, to look at the sales and found some good bargains in clothing.

 

Helen had to return to London on New Year’s Eve, leaving Roger, Teresa and Jay to see in the New Year quietly with a small drink and a rendition of The Day Dawn – a traditional Shetland New Year’s air for unaccompanied fiddle.

 

Christmas Gallery

(More pictures and enlargements)

 

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