A day late I bid you all a Merry Christmas! We had a magnificent day of the pub, roast goose, a walk to the beach, Christmas pudding and mountains of cheese and wine.
Christmas has a mixed past for me. Singing up until Christmas Day as a child, the dour, sober and stressful dinners of mum's time, the darkness of my depression, the joys of long, lazy wine filled lunches since 2012 and dining alone during lockdown in 2020.
Three years ago today under intolerable work pressure my mood fell through the floor and my anxiety overwhelmed me.
Today we just are. Miriam and Nigel are off for a pre lunch walk. They drive home after lunch. I will take a post lunch walk then a couple of pints. Gammon and potatoes are roasting in the oven. Heritage carrots and sprouts will go with them along with gravy and English mustard.
On Monday I drive home. Big New Year's Eve party in The Hedgehog.
I Heard a Voice.
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