traumaqueenrss @ 6:13pm: White Wine in the Sun
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So - did you all have a lovely Christmas break?
I did!
23rd, off to my friends Zinnie and Johns’ for their annual “Gather around the pianoforte and sing carols at levels of differing singing competence” gathering.
Sadly I was slightly late and I was greeted with “Hello! You’re late! Here, have a bucket of mulled wine which is mostly made of brandy and whisky and a tiny volume of wine. Oh, also, we had a tiny, tiny baby, would you like to cuddle her?.”
Lovely! Got very drunk and we all told lots of silly stories and it was good and I walked home in the snow and had chips on the way.
24th! Hah! It’s Christmas Eve! Christmas fackin’ Eve! I went to see FlatmateGiles and deliver some presents and then DigitalLouis and I went for a swim while DigitalSean and DigitalKatie went off and bought stuff for Christmas. It was during this expedition to the swimming pool that we discovered that DigitalLouis’ wheelchair totally nearly works in the snow.
Instead of the safe, stable, trundly-trundly thing one would hope with a wheelchair, we instead had skitey slippery ploughing-through-the-snowy thing. I got round this by power-sliding around corners and singing the riff from Sabotage. Then I packed up my car to drive to Gala to spend Christmas with the Nerfs. The problem was that there was snow. No, in fact, there was…
Snow.
So I packed a bag full of presents for the Nerfs, then I packed up a bag of MY presents to take down (because I was fucked if I was sitting at Christmas morning opening nothing). Then I packed a bag of clothes to wear. Then I packed a bag of uniform and kit for my nightshift on the 25th. Then I packed a bag full of camera. And then, because of the Snow, I packed a bag of thermos and blanket and shovels and Ikea bags. Because I’m from up north and, as such, am unable to drive through the snow without preparing for some form of Arctic disaster.
Which was good thinking and totally redundant, because all the snow was politely stacking itself on the side of the road.
Christmas Eve was a very festive affair with a carol concert and snow and beer and Rock Band and Guitar Hero and present stacking and snow and a puppy and beer.
Mostly it was snow and beer.
It was awesome.
Then Christmas morning! Presents and snow! And terribly excited kids! And presents! I’m pretty certain there were presents, on account of hearing Nerfkid barrell down the stairs at 0530 and howling.
“PRESEEEEEENTS!”
Yes, indeed, presents.
Nerfkid got a massive lego police station from Santa, so all three grown ups sat in his bedroom and built it for him. We were, in no way, just playing Lego. Absolutely not.
Maybe a bit
I’d forgotten how brilliant Lego is. I’m very, very tempted to make this a Christmas tradition, whereby I’ll buy a HUGE Lego set at Christmas and build it and then (because, really, I’m not that excited about playing with it, I just want to build it) go and donate it to someone/somewhere. Maybe.
I guess, my point is, that building Lego on Christmas morning is brilliant. You should try it.
Nerfgirl and Nerfbaby and Nerfdog and I went for a massive tromp up in the hills behind their house while Nerfboy cooked an awesome Christmas dinner of lamb and delicious trimmings and then I had to drive up the road to work.
And that was pants, but fuck it, let’s pretend I didn’t have to, because working at Christmas sucks balls.
Boxing Day!
Boxing Day I went back round to the Digitals for their Boxing Day family dinner, which was very nice of them to invite me along (I do fear I’m becoming one of those single guys who people feel compelled to invite round for Christmas, because they fear that otherwise I’ll be hanging myself over my mince pies and microwave-turkey-dinner-for-one).
Dinner with the Digitals was awesome and tasty and also festooned in presents and culminated in me doing festive ironing of my uniform in preparation for my last night-shift. Oooh! Also, I got bought a beautiful Lomo camera to play with. Prepare for artsy pictures!
And now it’s the 27th and I’m sitting here watching the Eddie Izzard DVD that the Nerfs bought me (thanks guys!) with Aarayan who flies back to Berlin tomorrow.
My song of Christmas has been this, from the wonderful Tim Minchin.
On my first listen, I wound up bawling my eyes out; for some reason I’m missing my family far more keenly this year than I normally do. It’s odd, we’re not exactly a close family, but for some reason I just want to see everybody. I’ve had some good chats on the phone with folk, but I was feeling a little bit lost all Christmas, really.
Tim sums it up nicely though, with his line about “These are the people that make you feel safe in this world.”
Because family is essential, and blood is important, but distance gets in the way sometimes, seperating you from the folks you love. Just as important is spending Christmas with people who make you feel safe. I hope you did.
I did.
Merry Christmas, everyone.
K x
I've won a bet with my Husband so he has to take me to see the film of my choice at the cinema. I want to see 'Nine' (if you must mock, do it in your heads please!) and ideally I'd like to see it in a 'gold class' or 'premier screen' or whatever else they might be called. I have searched the internet to try and find a cinema showing it in a fancy screen but I can't find one. Any fine Edinburgers know of any?
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