Christmas Day
Breakfast in bed. Croissants and chocolate hazelnut spread. Exchanged presents. To Daughter's for yummy beef dinner and more presents. On to Elder Son's for yet more presents, and a turkey sandwich (had to be done). Watched Wallace and Gromit. Back home too tired to watch Gavin and Stacey Finale. Went to bed.
Boxing Day
Short-staffed so into Zac's today. Calm morning as chef off and Stu who likes to be organised in charge. Served nearly sixty people with chicken curry or hot dogs.
Toby Dog and Stella Cat have come to stay so walked Toby over tip, crawled under fallen tree, regretted attempt but got through. Cooked dinner, the hugely expensive joint of Chateaubriand I had bought for our Christmas Day as I thought we'd have to be isolating. Used new meat thermometer and meat OVER-COOKED! Very depressed and didn't enjoy dinner as result. Well, did enjoy it as everything tasty but so cross with myself.
Watched Gavin and Stacey Finale. Happy with ending after some concern.
Day after Boxing Day
In Zac's. Short-staffed again so put on window hatch serving people. Love to get interaction with our friends. Except one.
"Oh, yes," says I, imagining it to be a complimentary complaint (why don't we get such good food every day?)
"I was here yesterday and all I got was this much (cupped his hands together) sausage and bread. How is that supposed to last me twenty-four hours?"
Fortunately Stu was there and Stu doesn't stand for ingratitude. Asked if the man'd had to pay for it, then pointed out that food is bought by donations, staff are volunteers, we are under no compulsion to feed him at all, and he could have asked for more.
"Ah, you don't understand," man grumbled. Then took the meal we offered him.
The vast majority (99.9%) of customers are the opposite of that. Grateful and appreciative.
Came home, walked Toby with Daughter, GrandDaughter2, and Louie on Pobbles. Did a bit of jigsaw, cooked dinner, watched some Christmas television, went to bed in our lovely flannelette Christmas bedding.
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A misty murky cloud has been hanging over us since Christmas Eve. Just a few miles down the road it's been bright and sunny.
8 comments:
Lovely selection of presents.
It's a shame about ingratitude - it spoils the nice feeling you get from the majority.
Some people have a hard life, but you help a lot, and understand a lot too.
I love your account of the holidays! Like The Provincial Lady.. And I found some Wallace and gromit online, too. I love Gromit's range of facial expressions. And lovely Peter Salis (?) voicing Wallace.
The parsnip shirt ROCKS! Your family knows you well. And the Mary Norris books sounds fascinating -- I see from the summary on Amazon that she goes "on a quest to find out who put the hyphen in Moby-Dick." I'd be interested in knowing that too!
One in several hundred can't spoil it really. Just annoying.
They do and often don't help themselves.
Thank you. A new actor for the latest but sounds just like the original.
They do! I shall tell you Moby-Dick's secret when I find out.
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