The Dead Days

The concept of the Days Betwixt Christmas and New Year being the Dead Days appeals to me. It is an apt description. Although we have tried to organise outings and events, most of the time we have lolled, stuffed infront of the TV. The Living Dead.

Just how much Miss Marple and Poirot can a girl watch??? Normally Kevid McCloud can soothe and amuse me for hours, but right now I am Grand Designed out.

This year coming 2010 I have decided to embrace my inner Pagan, celebrating all the little Days in between, starting with Twelfth Night, and Candlemas. I am hoping it will help me to keep track of time. Also though I need something to look forward to. The Coming of Spring and Light Nights being favourites.

Wikipedia, fountain of all knowledge and much more has furnished me with recipes and traditions to keep me amused for at least a year. Number one is to make a Gallette de Roi, or King Cake, for Twelfth Night. And of course I will be wearing my new Kath Kidston Apron with panache, (and yellow stockings if I can find any in true Malvolian style).

We are off to the Ballet with little Terror to see The Nutcracker today.... assuming he will sit still, and not scream blue murder.

Speaking of Blue, this New Year's eve is a Blue Moon, The Toronto Star tells me that this occurs only every 19 years on a NYE and that we should make wishes, as it is a Most Auspicious Time.

As a sagacious old bird once twittered, Be careful what you wish for.... we have two days to think up some really awesome and inspired wishes!!!