Christmas

I enjoyed the Christmas season in Oxford.  I helped my colleagues at the office celebrate by sharing my gumdrop tree with them.

When I go down the stairs, this jaunty Santa greets me.

And when I open the door to my room, there he is again.
 

Christmas eve I treated my landlady to a wine a cheese repast.  We enjoyed a glass of wine from the Rothschild's cellar along with brie on Carr's Water Crackers.

Christmas day all the churches have services.  I attended the one at Woodstock Road Baptist and then spent the day with a family from church.  We exchanged gifts.  I received some chocolate and a CD of English church music.  Allyson received a gift from one of her elementary students.  Before she unwrapped it, she tried to guess what it was.  It seemed like a bar of chocolate, but it was not all there.  Sure enough, when she unwrapped it, she found that someone had eaten two of the squares.  We had a good laugh about that.

I was pleased to realize that the family was as interested in pop culture as I was.  The dinner, partridge with poached pears, was scheduled so that we could see the episode of Dr. Who.  I also watched an episode of Wallace and Gromit, a show I had never seen before.

Then I went home to pack for Kenya.