We had non-stop nibbles --no real meal because I was too busy at church to make anything complicated. But everyone enjoyed themselves. There was lots of wine. This morning however, my mouth tastes like the bottom of a bird cage (as my mother would say).
Post by raspberrybullets on Dec 26, 2017 23:28:21 GMT
Lots of nice wine hey?
I ate too much as I always seem to do! A bit of what Col says - too many componants! Plus my mum's baking is so good and she had 5 different types of sweet things and I had to try them all.
The sight filled the northern sky; the imensity of it was scarcely conceivable. As if from Heaven itself, great curtains of delicate light hung and trembled. Pale green and rose-pink, and as transparent as the most fragile fabric, and at the bottom edge a profound fiery crimson like the fires of Hell, they swung and shimmered loosely with more grace than the most skillful dancer. ~ Northern Lights