Do you find, as I do, that Christmas can be an exhausting time of the year? By this, I do not just mean the shops stocked with expensive ‘gift sets’, the crowds, and the congested town and city streets. It is also the sensory bombardment from the television and radio that the season would not be complete without buying this desirable example of over-priced tat. And that is before we consider a certain song by Ms. Carey, which is broadcast approximately 3,000 times per hour.
This why the Chateau can be a place of refuge from the madding crowds – a venue to create the Christmas celebration of your choice. As with this writer, it could consist of some sausage rolls, a few bottles of red grape juice, blocks of decent strong Cheddar, and apple chutney. Plus, some DVDs of Two-Way Stretch, Miss Marple (Margaret Rutherford era), and any film in which James Robertson Justice refers to Leslie Phillips as a “Nincompoop”.
And to finish the day, to sit in the Chateau garden, to look at the clear sky, and to pay tribute to those who are no longer with you. At this time of the year, I find this song most appropriate. Perhaps you do as well – Watch the Stars (Live at the Royal Festival Hall 1968) – YouTube
So, a Merry Christmas to you all. We look forward to meeting many of you in 2024.