Thursday, December 6, 2018
The garagistes wedding present and Christmas Song #3
The sun rising as we head off on our morning walk. Bob trots along by my side. We chat as we go. Sophie runs ahead of us shrieking. Why walk quietly when there are invisible things for a girl to chase ?
By the time we've made it to the end of the ridge the early morning fog has started to lift. It's going to be another balmy day. We sit on the storm drain and watch the sun rise. Bob listens while Angus describes Brian Mulroney's eulogy at the Bush funeral. The young garagiste stops to tell me he's not spoken to his girl friend about the wedding present ( he's forgotten to ask her ) but he thinks it would be '' really nice if you could get us an ornament ... or something ".
Angus starts the slow process of putting up the Christmas decorations. After some searching he finds the little glass Christmas tree in a box in the cellar. This is very fragile and it is something of a miracle it has survived.
The tall, oversized, Shaker candlesticks bought in San Francisco forty years ago are put on the dining table. Every year we wonder why we bought the things. A box with glass bells and blue baubles is found. There are presumably two of these as the first box only has enough ornaments to decorate one candle stick. The gremlins that move the Christmas decorations into impossible to find places have been busy.
Tomorrow, when 'The Font' returns, we shall start on the Christmas tree.
Bob and Sophie do an excellent job of guarding.
Bob spends much of the day with Lamb on a Rope clasped firmly in his jaws.
The most Swedish of carols . You really can't get any more Swedish than this : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ccMfR1TsBU
This is a sign of civilization : https://www.cosmopolitan.com/food-cocktails/a25399128/krispy-kreme-dollar-dozen-donuts-deal/