My Favourite Christmas Poem – Eleanor Porter
My favourite Christmas poem is Thomas Hardy’s ‘The Oxen’. It alludes to an old belief that on Christmas night, animals were given the gift of speech.
My favourite Christmas poem is Thomas Hardy’s ‘The Oxen’. It alludes to an old belief that on Christmas night, animals were given the gift of speech.
There were no rich Christmas Cakes or puddings in the shops during wartime… These are authentic recipes from Christmas 1942 courtesy of Women’s Weekly.
Christmas is a whole different ballgame as an adult, and a parent, to how it used to be when I was the one excitedly waiting for Father Christmas to visit.
You could smell the scent of Christmas of the air as you exited the car. Roast lamb, pork, turkey, roast veggies, Christmas pudding and the all time favourite, Nanna’s apple pie.
Oprah, my mom’s piano, and Christmas Once Again… I was halfway out the door when the telephone rang. Who could be calling me this early in the morning?