5th January already?

Ever since the end of the festivities time has become very confusing for me.

Normally it flies by and the weeks come and go in quick succession.

Recently time has passed more slowly and I keep thinking it’s a day ahead of the actual date. Maybe it’s because I’ve  been too laid back and got into the habit of taking things easy.

After all,  CC seems to have made a New Year’s Resolution to get up early and look after Whale while I feed the cats and chickens and do other chores so that gives me more freedom  in the mornings. Is that why time drags?

Of course, I shouldn’t complain. I’ll leave that to Bear, who informed me that I’m being terribly selfish for teaching on Mondays and Tuesday evenings  (for ONE hour) plus going to Italian class on Wednesday when I should be at home talking to him.

I did sit in the armchair next to him after we’d cleared away after lunch but he kept his nose in a book. I got up to collect the eggs and when I came back he was watching a repeat of a traffic  cops programme that he must have seem umpteen times before.  Men!!!!!!

There is custom here whereby people call to share New Year wishes and so it pays to have drinks and nibbles at the ready. Some friends even have a custom of bringing a log (giftwrapped!) on their first visit of the new year but opinion is divided as to whether you should burn it or keep it to bring good luck.

CC has taken down the decorations and stripped the tree for Jay to lug outside. It was well worth paying a bit extra for a tree that didn’t shed too many needles. It made the clearing up so much easier and we  didn’t block the vacuum cleaner like we did last year.

The village provides a helpful service of collecting Christmas trees from outside your house – and they also collect garden rubbish every Monday during the Spring, Summer and Autumn. Our tree may have to sit there for a week or so though as most French people keep their decorations going for much longer. We have seen Father Christmasses clinging to drainpipes in March – perhaps forgotten or inaccessible?

Here’s my latest ‘project’.  While clearing out a cupboard I found a beansprouter and some seeds still well within date. After all the recent excesses we can do with some fresh, raw food.

Wonder if Bear and Whale will eat any. . . . . .

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9 Responses to “5th January already?”

  1. guyana gyal Says:

    A happy, wonderful, joyful, peaceful 2011, Sab. This is your year. Be a bit ‘selfish’ and do something for you everyday.

    Maybe you can sneak in the sprouts in salads. Mmmmmm.

  2. sablonneuse Says:

    Salads? In midWinter? Can’t see either of them accepting that :).
    Thanks for your good wishes, G-G and I hope you have a wonderful 2011 as well.

  3. Z Says:

    I’d make a small bet that they won’t, but I don’t expect you to take me up on it!

  4. tillylil Says:

    Bean sprouts are very good for you – must dig mine out but the kitchen is so cold I don’t think it is the time of year when they will sprout!

  5. bretonne Says:

    Did you go to the Voeux du Maire in Tournes? Ours mumbled terribly, the sound system obviously needs replacing but is not on the agenda, however, there is a project to build a medical centre in the village so that our doctor can retire and we shan’t have to trek round other villages in search of another one, new rural generalists being like hen’s teeth.
    I’ve got a temporary job for a few weeks doing the resensement, it will be interesting to see people’s reactions to une anglaise who speaks french!
    Bonne Année!

    • sablonneuse Says:

      It’s tonight so we may go but there’s a lot of standing around plus kissing everyone so Bear may not feel like it!
      Doing the census sounds like an interesting job. Do they pick people at random to fill in the forms or is there a rota? We were included several years ago so we may be due again this year.

  6. bretonne Says:

    Our commune finds it hard to get volunteers, someone who works p/t in the Mairie told me she was doing it and that they needed a couple more people, so it’s more a case of “who you know”! Our boucher did a stage traiteur so he supplied for the “Voeux” all the gorgeous little verrines and cuillieres full of savoury gloop which are still tendance. He was smitten by the mincepies at our Telethon cake-stall, we had quite a chat. He is trying to source English names for the cuts of meat as there are so many english in our area so I’ve tracked down diagrams in an old cookery book to photocopy for him. Just to show there’s more than just standing around…..

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