Friday, December 12, 2008
Thoughts of happy days.
Christmas comes at the wrong time of year really - bah humbug to a white Christmas and the cold!
The reality is cold, dark and dreary and the instinct is to stay at home and hibernate.
And yet out we go again this evening to socialise and have fun.
The fun will be gentle and far from riotous - the post card club meeting in the Methodist church hall is hardly likely to be a wild affair.
In fact the first part of the evening will be as normal - with a speaker. This time we will be hearing of the exploits of a woman who cycled alone around the world.
And then there will be food as laid on by the members (must switch the oven on and cook mine soon) and soft drinks or tea and coffee.
Tomorrow there will be more fun and laughter as we join the Rocking Horse people at Joy and Peter's for food and drink and a chance to catch up with each other's news.
Today's activities have been mostly at home - Bill is, right now, watching a video that he bought in a charity shop yesterday for 25p about the events of the year of his birth.
One of my activities was to buy a pig! No - we are not going into agricultural pursuits. This pig will be cared for by an African family and hopefully will provide the means for them to achieve a little more from their lives. The gift includes a year's supply of feed for the pig.
I will explain later individually that this pig is from all of you good people who might have expected a card from us. There will be no cards - so if you feel a big gap on your Christmas card display, please think of the lovely little pig.
And now some pictures of some earlier happier celebration times.
Pete sent some pictures today that he took on our day out. Thank you Pete.
I love what you have done to the Paula in her hat picture.
This picture shows 3 of us in Wetherspoon's at Brighton Marina.
The reflection of Pete and Jean can be seen in the mirror.
Jean and I stroll and chat. You can see by our coats that, despite the blue skies, it was quite chilly.
My white hat was soon shoved into my bag in favour of the fun red one. Poor white hat, bought at Yarmouth on the Isle of Wight.
Now we have a couple of pictures taken at Pilgrims on Wednesday evening.
You can see that there were the "dreaded" crackers!
The only people I might have mentioned in the first picture are of course Bill, Jo and our new friend Monika between the 2 of them. The others were fun, but I doubt that I will meet them very often.
Jo again in this picture with me. Stephen, our "boss" has posed badly for the picture and Judy sorts things out behind the cafe counter.
