Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The Fockers, Smoking and Chateau Neuf du Pape

Christmas is fantastic, I love it. Thanks to t'internet and Skype it is easy to keep in touch with family and friends be they in Arabia, New Zealand, Wood Green or anywhere else in the world. But last night we had good friends round for a raclette which is a great way of partying, and a bit safer than a fondue when too much wine has been imbibed.

Our friends Netty and Steve still smoke, Netty is on the fags and Steve the Cuban cigars. Although we gave up smoking three years ago we feel it inhospitable to deny them the right to smoke, or worse to force them out onto the freezing balcony, so the ashtrays came out and they were invited to partake, which they did.

This morning we came down the stairs and found the house smelling lovely and fresh. We didn't have to wash the curtains, neither did we have to spend five hours washing hair and clothes because we stank of tobacco. So, everybody feeling surprisingly well after gallons of Chateau Neuf du Pape, cognac and single malt the night before, we waved our guests goodbye after a hearty breakfast. Then we set out for an afternoon stroll.

We set off for a stroll but ended up at the 3-00 showing of The Little Fockers in Lancaster. Just the kind of froth to watch on a soggy, cold Christmas afternoon. And it was packed, just like the pictures used to be in the olden days. They even had trouble with the projector which delayed the start just like days of yore.

A good hot chilli tonight. Wine? Not sure.


Cloister said...

I like your tale of your evening in to celebrate Christmastide. I shall visit this blog again. Thank you! I found you via BCB, and am very happy to have done so:)

Gregg said...

Welcome and thank you for your kind comments.

As New Year draws nearer my thoughts are turning to a retreat before Easter at Pantasaph Friary, where I spent a wonderful few days preparing for last Easter.

e.f. bartlam said...

Oh you've done it now...you've probably shaved half a second off your neighbors life's with your politeness...and heaven forbid a small child wonder into your house in the next two weeks.


Gregg said...

We are evil personified, vile life threatening smoke will be seeping through the bricks and mortar into our neighbours' property asI type.

We're rebels!!