Everywhere on the internet are pictures of people getting ready for Christmas. Beautifully decorated homes show off Christmas trees adorned with baubles and lights, glazed hams and buttery biscuits are laid out for us to salivate over, there are ideas for home made presents and tutorials for wrapping them (though even if I followed them, I’d still manage to make a box of chocolates look like a football). Sometimes, I wonder if behind all that perfection lurks a little mayhem. A cupboard stuffed with all the belongings that have been cleared away to create the calm, still room or a trayful of burnt biscuits because the oven was too hot.
Because, sometimes our blogs can deceive. Not intentionally, but by omission. Do you remember the skirt I made? I forgot to tell you that when I cut out the front section, I placed the wrong pattern on the fabric, so had to cut out another piece. I also forgot to tell you that when I did this, I managed to turn the fabric round the other way and because it’s needlecord and has a nap, the back and front now look slightly different colours.
When Celia commented that she loved my old stone walls around the vegetable garden, I just let it go. I didn’t tell her that they aren’t beautiful stone walls, but ugly cast concrete, with fairly major cracks and a distinct lean in places.
Look carefully and you can see it’s so. And that led me to think … what do you think lies behind my vegetable garden? Beyond that little clump of trees. You probably imagine that we look over a patchwork of fields. After all, we live on a farm.
Alas, no. Climb the garden wall, walk up the bank behind, peek through the trees and there’s a main road. We live beside a roundabout, albeit screened by trees. Look in the other direction and there’s fields as far as the eye can see – but not out of the kitchen window.
Oh I do feel better for getting that off my chest. I feel I can go into the New Year with a clean slate.
Perhaps this is the time to tell you that not all the drinks in the Advent Calendar have been as enthusiastically received as I hoped and some have languished unopened for days as everyone’s been busy with the Christmas trees.
What secrets lurk behind your blog?