It was just as well Spud Hughes and the Contessa traveled to Itchy Ankle this Christmas because the Crone was incapacitated. Her right wrist, subsequently found to be broken, was useful for very little more than lifting the occasional glass of mulled wine, hot port or egg nog. Certainly it was not possible for her to run out to Grover’s for forgotten grocery items (problems steering), take out the trash (problems lifting) or load and unload the dishwasher (bone idleness that extended far beyond the damaged hand) and so live-in staff was a necessity. The Contessa doubled up as housekeeper and lady’s maid, being particularly useful at doing and undoing the Blarney bra and assisting with tights as needed.
Hansel and Gretel were in residence but there is little photographic evidence available. Gretel has vetoed most of her pictures, saying ” I look like a crazed maniac who woke up and discovered it was Christmas” and Hansel rarely sits still long enough to allow for well-composed and shake-free snaps.
Peggoty’s daughter Amy was the main attraction of course with parties in her honor every evening. Check out the assembled company at the home of Princess Di and Captain Kirk.
From Christmas cards and other seasonal updates, all sorts of interesting and exciting news. To Seb and Nica, married this weekend in Seattle, good wishes for what must surely be another 70 years together, for each of them is now twenty years old.
To Zoe and her new daughter Iris, bravo and best wishes for the coming year.
To Stephen Phelps, congratulations on the publication of his first book and much success in the future. The Tizard Mission is a cracking good tale about the development of radar and its role in winning the Second World War. You can read the synopsis and early reviews and buy the book here.