Tag Archive | Xmas

Christmas sunset

A great day in Pennsylvania culminating in a roast Christmas Dinner, English stylee with Christmas pudding set on fire with sloe gin.

There was even a beautiful sunset right across the street.

Happiness is a warm BB Gun

It’s always a good day when your wife buys you a gun. Granted it’s only a Daisy Red Ryder BB Gun but we’ve been managing to shoot tin cans in the back yard at about 20 metres which is quite impressive I think. Turns out Lola is an excellent shot – so come the zombie apocalypse, we’re in good shape.

As you can see from the gallery, still no sign of the dreaded snow although it was cold – 21c up at Elk Mountain this morning where they were making snow for the boarders and skiers – so I can’t imagine it’s that far away.

Obviously it’s Christmas Eve today so we’re watching the Eagles at four then having a Mexican Feast of puffy tacos, shrimp and chicken with gifts to follow.

Tomorrow it’s roast chicken and then off to see Sherlock Holmes. Sweet. Merry Xmas/Happy Hanukkah everyone.

So you think you celebrate Christmas?

There is no doubt that the people of the United States of America love their Christmases and that all important Christmassy feeling. Even if Christmas means nothing more than putting shitloads of lights up on your house and causing a massive car crash outside as people rubberneck. How much do these people love Christmas? Can I just point out that two nights ago, Santa rode past atop fire engine at 50mph in -5c  waving to everyone while the sirens blasted and all the local kids screamed – see photo 4.

There are two things you need to pay attention to here. The gallery and the You Tube video I shot earlier this evening which you need to watch all the way through. In the video, depicted are two houses, back to back, who put on this amazing show every year, sheep and rabbits included. On Thursday I’m looking forward to the live nativity across the street at the local church. I’m told it’s a bit like a biblical WWF, photo’s to follow. If it wasn’t my birthday and I wasn’t drunk, some of this might seem real.