Crinoline Robot's vintage week
I've just had my first properly relaxing weekend in ages. Prepping for Mum's party, then the party, and going to London didn't leave much time for simply pottering around. The charity shops delivered a couple of goodies the weekend before last - a teal tweed Monsoon dress, and a bright green chenille skirt suit that looks like something yer nan would wear if she was one of Santa's elves, but I was still prepping myself mentally for the work Christmas party, and had a bit of freelance to do, so it wasn't exactly a restful weekend.
What did I wear to the Christmas party? A black velour tunic, miniskirt made of rough-woven black fabric with big flecks of red and beige in it, black tights, black shoes, a Christmas wreath brooch, and I carried my 60s snakeskin handbag. The clothing was all pretty old, but I didn't feel able to be glamorous, and then when I looked the night before the party, I realised I'd given my one party dress that might fit to a charity shop. Oops. So comfy won. And, to be honest, I was with my brilliant team, and they don't care what I look like, and we all had an ace time. The party was held at the Pump Rooms/Roman Baths, as it has been for a few years.
On Friday night we went for Mr Robot's annual blubfest - to see It's A Wonderful Life at the Little Theatre in Bath, complete with mulled wine, mince pies and carols. I hadn't thought I'd feel up to that after the party, and I was very tired, but I'm really glad we went. It's something we do because we like it, and it would have made me feel a little sad to miss it.
And then over the weekend I fitted in a bit more Christmas food prep (we've got friends coming over for Spanish nibbles on Christmas eve, so I made albondigas (meatballs) the weekend before last, and croquetas de jamon (serrano ham croquettes) last weekend, and they're in the freezer. It'll reduce the amount of time I need to spend in the kitchen on Christmas Eve, which will be handy as we pick the goose up that day so Mr Robot will be turning the giblets into goose terrine so there won't be much room in the kitchen for me. I also did some more work on my embroidered tablecloth. Not much, but it felt soooo good to pick it up again after weeks of not having time for it.
I've also been able to read a book FOR MYSELF. I do love freelancing as a book reviewer for SFX and Horrorville, but it's nice to choose what I read sometimes. I'm rereading Night Watch, my favourite Terry Pratchett book. Terry died in 2015, but I've been feeling this year like the world really could do with a big dose of his clear, yet kind, vision. As much as humour, the humanity shines out from every page of Night Watch. I'm really enjoying it.
Pippin, meanwhile, has really been enjoying the Christmas tree...