<\/a>It has been a glittering Christmas.<\/p>\n

I did intend to blog every few days, but somehow the whirl of seasonal preparations, family fun, mass catering and constant entertaining just hasn’t left enough hours in the day.<\/p>\n

For which I apologise.<\/p>\n

<\/a>We have sat, my sister, family and I, around the big kitchen table sharing cheese and wine, pickles and treats, chocolates and wine and cocktails.<\/p>\n

We have enjoyed big hearty meals for ten, or sometimes more, consuming quantities of food that you would find hard to believe possible.<\/p>\n

We have pulled glitter-coated crackers together, spraying those tiny silvery speckles over everything and everyone.<\/p>\n

<\/a>Afterwards, we have shopped the sales together, trying on – and buying – frocks and shoes. I had forgotten what shopping with my sis is like…<\/p>\n

The novelty of having time to just shop, without having to feel guilty, or be back for a certain time, or have a sulky lad in tow. The understanding of one another’s tastes. The enthusiastic urging and cooing when the right thing is found…<\/p>\n

Just more enjoyable than I can possibly describe.<\/p>\n

Having her two teenage girls along for the ride just added to the fun.<\/p>\n

<\/a>My sister’s visit is passing all too quickly. Just after New Year she will be off skiing for a week, returning for another fortnight before flying back to Australia.<\/p>\n

The last two weeks of her visit will see lad back at school, my partner back at work, me with commissions to finish, and Christmas over and done with.<\/p>\n

So it will feel very different.<\/p>\n

There will be clearing up to do, sewing to re-commence, and real life will impinge.<\/p>\n

But I’m not sure I will\u00a0ever<\/em>\u00a0stop sweeping up\u00a0that glitter.\u00a0\u2665<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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