I bought some books to read during the holidays and I am pleased to say that I am not disappointed.
The books I bought were from M C Beaton’s Agatha Raisin’s series.
I started off with the very first one in the series called Agatha Raisin and the quiche of death. It was so wonderful that I have now also finished the next one in line Agatha Raisin and the Vicious Vet. I have just literally placed an order for more books from the same series.
If like me, you like light hearted murder mysteries then Agatha Raisin is your woman!!!!
Spoiler Alert: The Vicar’s Wife, Mrs Bloxby is portrayed as a very sweet lady!!!
Christmas Day 2019 was the best as it was quiet and calm. In the afternoon, I even managed to write sympathy cards for grieving parishioners. The rest of the day was spent packing and getting ready for our getaway.
Our celebration started on Christmas Eve! With the Mhinisteir running around to various services, I prepared the Christmas meal which we had before going to the Midnight service.
Sadly, The Midnight service was a let down. The CWs unwisely decided to try new things for the first time and it was an epic fail. Sadly EVERYTHING malfunctioned. The people in the pew were getting restless and frustrated as they were not able to sing the carols due to technical faults. A clear result of trying new things without practice or rehearsals.
Some of the people in the pew were looking at me in horror. I don’t know if they knew my relation to the Mhinisteir but all I could give out was a weak smile. I felt very sorry for the Mhinisteir. The CWs thought it was all amusing but I can assure you that the Mhinisteir was not amused!!!
Christmas at the Vicarage is getting simpler by the year!
As expected, December is a very busy month for the Mhinisteir. I will be glad to have him home once he finishes his final service on Christmas Day.
I usually tend to the presents and the Christmas meal. Over the past few years, I have been forced to keep everything to the bare minimum due to health reasons. I will be going to the midnight service.
The presents have been mostly distributed. Lunch will be a simple roast chicken. The Mhinisteir has said that he wants to catch up on his sleep after lunch so his wish will be granted.
Holidaying at home is not an option if you live in a Vicarage so we will get away at some point for a good few days of peace and quiet.
I never post pictures on my blog but since it is the festive season, I will bend the rules and post some pictures.
Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us – Matthew 1:23
As I was going through the piles of Christmas cards that we have received this year, I couldn’t help noticing that most of the cards that we received at the Vicarage were bought from Tesco, Sainsbury or Morrisons. Only a handful were from independent card shops.
Many years ago, we would only buy our Christmas cards from card shops especially Christian ones. I used to buy mine from the Church of Scotland bookshop in 121 George Street when I used to live in Edinburgh. However gone are those shops. I then started making my own when we lived in the highlands.
This year, I bought my cards from Mothers Union as I like my cards to have a bible verse.
I really don’t know what is happening to me…. Yesterday after lunch, I went to give my teeth a good brush as I had eaten some lovely Scottish smoked mackerel.
As I started brushing, I was horrified when I saw that all that was coming from my mouth was black froth. I began to panic. I stopped brushing and looked at my toothbrush. There was nothing black in it. I looked at my tongue and it was all black too. All I had was the smoked mackerel. Could it be my Calligraphy ink that magically made its way to my mouth???
I decided to stop panicking and continued my brushing. Without saying anything, I showed my tongue to the Mhinisteir who was just heading back to his study to which he remarked Oh, it must be the blueberries!!!!! Yes, he was right because I had popped a few in my mouth before I went to brush my teeth!!!!!
The Mhinisteir had a difficult funeral to take this morning.
The moment he came back, he wanted to wash his Cassock Alp and so turned on the washing machine himself. It was quite understandable given the day it has been. It has been raining cats and dogs since the morning and I imagine the churchyard would have been very muddy. What I didn’t understand was this sense of urgency…..
Anyway, after lunch I went to remove the cassock alp from the washing machine. After going through the spin mode, the cassock alb had turned into a ball but wait a minute what was the beige thing that was poking out????? Anyone who uses Ecclesiastical robes will know that one has to pay a lot of money in order to own one so I am ultra careful when I wash the Mhinisteir’s robes so I never put any other clothes in the Ecclesiastical wash cycle but what was that thing poking out???? I quickly unrolled the robe to discover a sad looking stole!!!! On closer look, the stole was looking strange. It had shrunk!!!! Of course it would shrink because it is not machine washable!!!! Oh what was the Mhinisteir thinking????
I marched straight into his study with both the cassock alp and the stole and demanded an explanation!!!! I am not sure why I got so worked up😬. As expected, he confessed that it was a horrible mistake. The width of the stole is now only slightly wider than a neck tie!!!!!
I had to make a fairly urgent trip to the Dentist yesterday. I was so not looking forward to it for various reasons but it had to be done before the start of the holidays.
As my tooth needed urgent looking into, I couldn’t go to my Dentist in Scotland. Yes, you read it correctly. I still go to my Dentist in Scotland!!!
Why the urgent need for the Dentist? It all started because of a pickled egg! A parishioner very kindly gave us a jar of pickled eggs during the harvest festival and I had it for the first time a week ago. Since then, one of my tooth had been very sensitive. My suspicion was a missing filling.
However, I could only get an appointment at a private clinic but I was just grateful to get an appointment.
Anyway, I had a very pleasant appointment with a young dental surgeon. The icing on the cake was that he was half Scottish. Strangely he couldn’t find anything wrong with my tooth. This was even after an X-ray.
I was just thanking God for this news because I was very concerned about the fees. I came back home relieved and rejoicing!!!!
I particularly enjoyed this week’s desert island disc on Radio 4 with Call the Midwife’s Heidi Thomas. Believe it or not, I have actually met her before thanks to the company that the Mhinisteir keeps! Of course I didn’t know who she was at that time but just that she was behind some soap called Call the Midwife which I didn’t know anything about. I now know a little about the drama, thanks to yesterday’s Programme.
It was really interesting listening to her and to know more about her. She came across as a warm person despite the personal tragedies that she had to go through. It was very embarrassing when she recalled an incident at her family home in Liverpool when the local Church of England Vicar came to tell her Mother that the other mothers in the playgroup didn’t want her to bring her son who was disabled. How dare they but more importantly what on earth was the Vicar thinking?????
Anyway, I was pretty chuffed when she said that her desert island has to be the Isle of Harris in the Outer Hebrides. A woman after my own heart!!!!!
This was the feedback I received after someone received my Christmas card with my Calligraphy hand writing. I was initially shocked but I imagine insane to be the millennial equivalent for impressive?!
Just last week, my hairdresser remarked about my Calligraphy writing and since then a few others have also commented.
Maybe I am finally getting better at it?? I am quite encouraged that my practice has actually paid off and I hope to keep at it and get even better.