Christmas is a-coming

[nineveh_uk]

And the goose is nowhere to be seen, which is fine by me. However I am going to have a go at hare over the holidays. My mother, who suffered a traumatic hare cooking incident more than 40 years ago, the reason that neither of my parents has cooked one since, has stipulated that it will be ordered fully prepared and jointed. Apparently there is a reason that they are cheaper to buy with the skin still on. On a less meaty culinary subject I have made mince pies, as last year I didn't have enough.

The Christmas tree is up - actually, it has been up for a week, which is too early,* but if I only put it up this weekend I'd only have it for a week before going away. The tinsel on the stairs is less successful, and needs another attempt. I have five more days left at work before the break, which is both good and terrifying. I was off for two days with a cold this week, which was not great timing. I suppose it is better than having a cold over Christmas, and hopefully it will be mostly gone by then. I have done almost all of my Christmas shopping, so I can relax about that.

Anyway, here (on LJ...) is the Christmas tree by special request of azdak so she feels less premature with hers!


*I have to say it is too early in case people think I don't realise this.

Comments

[clanwilliam]

The best bit of that scene is that Dick's nausea is presented as perfectly reasonable and Dot is sympathetic (I suspect she'd have coped a lot better doing it, having mental resources that Dick lacks). And that's also the point everyone went "spot the future theoretical physicist!"

Although my money is on Dot at Bletchley, rather than Dick.

ETA; oh good grief, am now imagining Dot as M, having got her Damehood long before Dick gets his knighthood. And a patronising comment along the lines of "I didn't get it for *typing*" as someone interviews the siblings on the eve of Dick visiting the Queen. Meanwhile Dick is looking blank and going (genuinely): "I never asked. If Dot wanted to tell me, she'd have told me. No, why would I be jealous? I'm the scientist; she's the smart one."

Crap, may need to write.

[nineveh_uk]

I think that writing that fic would be an excellent idea!

I really like the way that Ransome writes sympathetically about people being upset or feeling ill, and that these are ordinary things that people feel. Peggy's being scared of thunder is presented as a bit silly, but in a sympathetic way - we see that she tries to get over it, even though she can't, and the narrative thinks that Nancy getting into her bed is the nice sisterly thing to do. The Great-Aunt is awful because she says hurtful things to people and doesn't care - the people she hurts aren't at fault for being sensitive.