Monday, December 12, 2022

Santa stuff

We've now got round to decorating the house, some of which involves Mr L balancing on ladders. Then Saturday was the day we collected our Christmas tree from a charity for the homeless. 

And Saturday was also the day when we woke up to this. O joy. Our little street, a dead end on a hill, is always difficult to drive up when it's snowy, but fortunately we got out and reached the field where noble people were allocating the trees in the cold. 

And here is ours, with a suitably wintry background. The process involved Mr L lying around on the floor fitting the end of the trunk into a clamp and fixing the lights; also claiming that he's getting too old for this. It's a very small tree, to leave room for the 16 people who'll be in our house on Christmas Day - weather and various strikes permitting. Fortunately some of them are quite small. But messy. 

Meanwhile, also on Saturday, Daughter 2 took Littlest Granddaughter to Oxford. Here's Littlest standing outside Wadham College, where Daughter 1 went to study and (as it turned out) to meet Son-in-Law 1. 

Daughter 2 refrained from buying any merchandise like this.

She then met up with my brother, his wife and daughter, to see the pantomime for which my musician nephew is in the orchestra. This is his view of them, sitting in the front row of the circle. 

At that point, it hadn't snowed in London. But now it has. Littlest and the big boy next door built a snowman. 

This is Littlest, dragging an improvised sledge behind her. Daughter has now ordered a proper sledge, thus ensuring that it won't snow in London for another ten years. 

Despite our Edinburgh snow having more or less gone, it's jolly cold - something like minus 7C at night, which is most unusual here. Google tells me that this is 19.4F. I do tend to think in F still, despite our having adopted C in... just looked it up... 1962. Sixty years. I'm slow to adopt changes... Anyway, I know that 70F is getting a bit hot, 80F is much too hot and 90F is - well, that doesn't happen in Scotland, thank goodness. I'm also aware that 60F isn't very impressive for the summer, and thus grounds for complaint, but I don't really remember being aware of F temperatures in winter. I do remember my dad telling me, when we changed over to C, that 10 is cold, 20 is warm and 30 is much too hot and I still go by that. Living as we do in a temperate climate, we don't have to bother much with exact figures. It's normally cold, but not horrendously so, in winter; less cold or even mild in spring and autumn; and warm or occasionally hottish in summer. That's usually enough. 

Talking about the weather is an indication that nothing much is happening: walks, a bit of Christmas prep (not enough), singing, some socialising and a lot of quilting. 

Littlest Granddaughter: Daddy, Santa isn't real.

Son-in-Law 2: Oh, isn't he?

LG: No, the elves just made him up for fun. 

Well, it's one explanation. 

I've just noticed a comment from Willow Caroline - hello, lovely to hear from you! I'm delighted that you enjoyed your British soujourn but wish we could have met up for a coffee! I'm also intrigued by your comment about "hill walking that wasn't really hill walking" - do you mean that it was more scrambling than walking? We went up Cat Bells a few years ago and I remember bits of that being quite scrambly. But worth it, for the views!



  1. Cracking good explanation...well done LG!!
    People were complaining that Britain wasn't getting proper Winter weather...I bet that they will still complain now it's back!!!

  2. I agree with Mr L about getting too old to crawl around under a tree. John helped me out and didn't complain but my back hurt watching him sometimes. It's a beautiful tree and your family will enjoy its festive (and not overly large) presence. Snow!! It looks like there was a lot in London. We too are used to more moderate temperatures although it does get hot here in the summer these days. (not a fan) It's rarely in the teens and 20s are cold. Stay bundled up!

  3. I have often wondered why there are so many methods of measuring??!! I'm getting the jist of Celcius degrees as I am more exposed to British gardeners via YouTube (and of course yourself). It has occurred to me that we don't "feel" a noticeable difference in Farenheit degrees until you reach 5-10 degrees difference. Celcius seems much more reasonable (unless you are really working in something that needs more precision than how humans "feel" temperature change). I like your Dad's description! Here, we think of anything over 10F as bearable with proper clothing, and 0F is not weather you want to be out in. Today it was 9F for a high and for the coming week we are not going to get much warmer and overnight lows are projected to be downright awful at -10F or possibly colder! I have set my furnace thermostat a couple of degrees cooler to conserve (purchased) heating energy but I am adding layers of wool to my person and NOT going outdoors! And thanking Almighty God for Electricity, Natural Gas and central heating!!!!