Merry Christmas

It has been extraordinarily festive day despite my male guardian once again being professionally engaged in toil. My lady guardian waved him off in his carriage and spent some time in domestic chores, preparing our modest estate for Christmas. Floors swept and carpets brushed, furniture polished to a high shine and the small Christmas tree decorated.  Our little house gleams and glows with the frission of anticipation Christmas Eve brings. The smell of polish and the aroma of a fine Christmas candle mingles with the smell of the log burner, so evocative of childhood. 

The morning saw my lady guardian pop along to the next small town that was in full Christmas mode; a brass band played glorious Christmas carols, a small market sold delightful festive morsels and all around was festive cheer. So delightful, my dears, at this time of year to see people enjoying a peaceful, festive period. This afternoon my lady guardian attended the most delightful of Christmas services held in the barn of a local farming family, a tradition that has held for many years. People come from far and wide, even across the world with people from Australia, Dubai and China attending today. An amphitheater is created from bales at one end of the barn whilst the cattle look on from the other end. The service, led by our local lady Vicar, enjoys carols sung by all the family, including verses for the children alone, the story of the Nativity complete with appropriate sound track provided by the attendees with the lowing of the cattle accompanying us. This is the true spirit of Christmas; families, friends, tradition, thoughts of those less fortunate for whom a collection is made plus mince pies and chocolates offered by the farming family as we depart. One feels so blessed to live is such a community and ones faith in humanity is restored.

My dearest readers, we wish you a very Merry Christmas and hope you too experience a peaceful festive period, with special greetings for loved ones across the world.