Saturday, January 1, 2011

The Festive Season.



As predicted last month Pat and I spent a very private Christmas: just us and a 151/2 pound turkey. We froze some to be used in curries later, and we ate our last turkey sandwich on Thursday. Not having the family here we didn’t bother with Christmas decorations other than a tree on the well, lights on the upper loggia and the crib pictured above, The village has gone crib-crazy this year. Acting on a suggestion from don Marco, teams have created cribs in the former petrol station, the former communal wash-house, the empty supermarket, the Tronelli Gardens and in a room next to the Pro-Loco. All this in addition to the usual crib in the parish church.
If Christmas was unusually solitary, New Year’s Eve, for the first time since the departure of Maggie and Phil, was spent with friends: John and Jean invited us to their party and fellow guests included Devid (sic) and Marsha and Gordon.

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