Musing on an Ancient Mayan Prophecy

I decided to go to the supermarket on 21 December 2012, the day the world was due to end.  When I arrived at our local Morrison's supermarket, it was just as if the ancient Mayan prophecy had come true.  The world was ending and everyone had gone to Morrison's to stock up on food supplies.  There were old ladies fighting to get to the brussel sprouts, trolleys running over toes, supermarket staff getting in the way, several grown men racing to the turkey section.  Honestly, if the world was coming to an end, would you really want to eat brussel sprouts?  Bleeeuuugh!  There were queues at every till and people bumping into each other with  trolleys so laden they could hardly push them and we even had to out-manoeuvre the fresh produce staff who had even bigger trolleys of vegetables, which they couldn't put out quickly enough.  I left the shop feeling completely bedraggled and exhausted and promising myself that I would not go back until well after Christmas, possibly not until February!

 

Anyway, since it is now 22 December 2012, you may have guessed by now that the world didn't end and we're all still alive - YIPPEEEEE!!   And it's only 3 more sleeps until Christmas Day - double YIPPPEEEE!! 


Wishing you all a very Happy Christmas, mes amis
Joyeux Noel
Feliz Navidad
Buon Natale
С Рождеством

A Little Pre-Christmas Musing

Okay, own up, who put up the price of second class postage stamps in the UK when nobody was looking?  I went out to buy stamps for my Christmas cards last week and I kid you not, they cost more than the big bird that is currently in residence in my freezer.  When did that happen? I'm sure I only paid about £12 for stamps last year but this year the cost could have paid off the debt of a small country.  I was  a bit shocked, as I am sure many other people were as well.  The only thing is, if you stop sending Christmas cards, people who don't see you very often think one or other of you has died.

 

You can tell when Christmas has arrived in the Printemps household because Michael Buble's Christmas CD is played on a loop in our house from 1 December.  I even take him in the car every time I go out. 

I went to our local supermarket, Morrison's, this morning (with Michael B, of course).  Well, blow-me-rags (as the late Beatrice Printemps used to say), twas like the end of the world, it was so busy...and it's only 13 December.  I forgot to get something in one aisle and I couldn't get back up it because it was filled with trolleys and old people (younger people as well but the oldies get in the way don't they? Hee hee). Note to self: go to supermarket at 8am next time.

 

Anyway, I'm almost ready for Christmas, are you?  I made my stuffing balls the other day (big ones!) for the freezer, I've frozen all my fresh veg, bought the trifle ingredients (Christmas pudding - bleurgh!!).  I just have some more Christmas cleaning to do and a bit more bling to put up.  Now, where did I put my fairy dust? 


Feliz Navidad, mes amis.