How is it that I lived some 34 years on this Earth and never heard Slade’s Merry Xmas Everybody, a seasonal classic from 1973? Since acquiring a Sirius radio player for the car, I’ve been pretty much locked on BBC 1, where that song has been part of my morning commute all week.
So we’re off then. Tomorrow night, we head to Scotland (first to London, then a train to Carlisle, then a car to Langholm) for my second ever Christmas outside Canada. The first was in Senegal in 1989. I’ve been spending the morning cleaning the apartment, doing a bit of laundry, and subsisting on a diet of almond bark from Spain and coffee. Ah, the holidays.
There will be little posting over the next two weeks but we will return with photos and tales of haggis and scotch.
“So, have a merry Christmas, happy Chanukah, kwazy Kwanza, a tip-top Tet, and a solemn, dignified Ramadan.”