Christmas Traditions

Oh it's all change this year, scary stuff! My mum is about to take over thr role of head chef on Christmas Day, it had previously been my Nan.

For longer than I can remember we've always gone to my Nan's for Christmas Day. It's a long standing tradition to gather around her table after church and hang out with my mum's side of the family. But having 10 of us for dinner for the last few years (my youngest cousin is 4, maybe) has obviously take it's toll! So this year she's going to hide at my auntie's new house in London and mum takes of the mammouth task of cooking christmas dinner (something Liz, the boys and i will fight over in years to come!). Mum does have a new kitchen and a family full of cooks to spoil the broth...

It'll be very strange to be at home all of Christmas day. And God only knows when I'll actually see Nan.

The religious bit of christmas is coming along well. St Hugh's has it's Nativity play on Sunday. All the other christmas seervices are coming along.

I'll share a little bit of Farm joy too... broken back windscreen wiper! Christmas lights are out though, so that's proper joy!

sunshine

I've taken to sitting in the garden with books and laptop, to enjoy the summer and finish an essay.

Couldn't have done this last year, mostly cos my last laptop wouldn't have lasted 5 mins with out the power cord and it was raining a lot.

So here I sit, watching the sun set behind the back wall of the garden. Marsh Farm is surprisingly quiet at times, though wherever you go in Luton you can hear the planes, trains and motorway.

There was a bit of comotion last night, with a helicopter hovering overhead for a good 30 minutes and it disrupted us neighbours enough to all come out into our gardens to see what was really going on. Dodgy!!

Now the focus is on camp, and september.

God's here again, and he's nudgng me. I kinda like being nudged, it's better than a big fat shove. Though I've had a few of those too.

I hope the rest of the summer is this sunny...

Gaffiti

There is a building just down the road from me which is being torn down and rebuilt by the council for cheap housing (so it'll probably be occupied again in 6 months).

As with all works, the council have put up hoarding around the building. They did that yesterday morning. This morning there is some obscene graffiti covering the sides. Can't fault the young people who had found a bit of chalk and put up their mark on the beech coloured board, so quickly after it had been put up.

Went to prayers this morning and was muchly encouraged.

Also didn't believe my brother the other week when he said it was as light as day when they were waiting for a cab at 5am, but having got up yesterday to do breakfast club I now believe him.

We are having summer in small chunks this year, but it's better than having no summer at all!

Something Missing

The joys of living in the Farm mean that you arrive at you car in the afternoon to find something missing...

So bye-bye nearside wing mirror, hello hours in the Honda Dealership up the road. And it's not a simple 'plonk it on job done in 15mins', it seems they will have to remove the door panel and take their time rewiring the whole thing.

Lets hope that they are quicker than the Essex Honda Dealer.