Friday, December 26, 2014

Realms of Glory.

A day of high octane excitement. Every present carefully examined by cold wet noses. Wrapping paper shredded and then dragged off to unseen nooks and crannies. Ribbons leisurely gummed until they form small gelatinous balls . Caroline the 'unhappy' cleaning lady is going to have a field day.

Bob plays the role of host. In and out of the drawing room, up and down the stairs, a picture of conviviality as the champagne is poured. His sister takes up residence in the kitchen. Why socialize when there's turkey around ?

Christmas Day ends with the electronic chiming system in the church belfry suffering some kind of malfunction. Everything is as it should be until six in the evening whereupon it starts to chime maniacally. Sixteen chimes ( twice ) and a peel at seven. Seventeen chimes and two peels at eight. At eight thirty the man in the day glo yellow jacket opens up the church. The lights go on, the system is disconnected, the chimes stop. It proves to be a silent night.

Bob and Sophie would like to stay up for the festivities but by ten they're out for the count. Shepherding an unruly herd is hard work.


Bella Roxy & Macdui said...

Sounds like the perfect Christmas...except for the bells.

WFT Nobby said...

Bob the convivial host. Of course.

Kari said...

"Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight!"
Something as finally managed to drain the PON's internal energy source!!!!

tammy j said...

i love this blog.
never think an absence of comments means it's unappreciated.
it continues to be one of the highlights of my day every day!
merry christmas to you in this beloved rickety farmhouse
and all of its wonderful human and furry inhabitants! xoxo♥

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

Never has the Longfellow poem/hymn, "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" seemed more fitting.

Glad your day was an enjoyable one!

Anonymous said...

I second that!
Vancouver Barbara

VirginiaC said...

A wonderful Christmas glad everyone at the ROF had a lovely day.