I think this is my favourite Christmas carol, Hark, the Herald Angels Sing
I think this is my favourite Christmas carol, Hark, the Herald Angels Sing
Who is reading blog posts on Christmas Day? Go and do something that fills you with joy. Whether that’s presents, family time, drinking before noon, yummy food or chocolate for breakfast or just a day alone with the radio/TV/a good book.
This morning, I’m getting a huge amount of pleasure from my lovely tree that went up last night…
This is something of a tradition. It’s the end of every Christmas CD that I make and would be in consideration for one of my Desert Island Discs..
We’re going a day early on links because of Christmas…
The Tories are unstitching the tapestry of our democracy. Last week, John Major was on the radio and I found myself wishing that he was still Prime Minister. I remember the years that John Major was PM and it was bad. I didn’t agree with his policies and I didn’t want him to govern but I did feel that he was a decent (if misguided) human being. David Cameron and George Osborne, they don’t have that. They seem to be completely void of all humanity and seem to have no understanding of the greater good. They will take us back to hypocrisy of the Victorian era where if you didn’t have money, you had no value. And now they are pretty much rigging it in their favour.
An Unbelievable Story of Rape. This is long and difficult but worth reading.
Because that’s what austerity is: a battening down to bare necessities. Goodbye to pleasure and frivolity; top up the calories if you want to survive. That’s where the tinned macaroni cheese comes in – about 390 calories for 45p
Flint, Michigan and lead in the water – I heard about this on the World Service. Lead Poisoning is effectively brain damage in children. It doesn’t sound like an honest mistake when you think about the problems that Flint already has, it sounds like they thought they could get away with it!
Christmas is going to be a low key affair this year, Ma is coming to me and we will conduct all of our usual traditions. We’ll decorate the tree (assuming I get one) tomorrow night, we’ll watch The Philadelphia Story, at some point I will watch Doctor Who on the iPlayer and Ma will get cross because it doesn’t make any sense. Mostly we’ll listen to the radio, mostly Radio 4 but here’s a brief round up of the stuff I’m looking forward to…
Stars of Wonder – because I don’t know a child in England who hasn’t been in a nativity play or Christmas concert and I think it might be interesting. (for the record, I’ve been the Angel Gabriel – nursery, one of the Three Kings, a street urchin and a narrator for the history of the school mostly because I was loud and everyone could hear me!)
The Educators – This is not at all Christmassy but it is interesting and it’s nice to be indoors to hear it.
A Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols – this is when my Christmas actually starts.
Let’s Go Round Again – The Story of the Magic Roundabout – Because I am a product of my era and the Magic Roundabout was a part of that!
Soul Music – The Fairy Tale of New York – Soul Music does Christmas…
Saturday mornings are for 6 Music and Boxing Day will be no different. The Huey Show.
A Meaty Problem – Henry Dimbleby unravels the deep-seated attachment of the British to eating meat.
The Sound of Motown – This is about the Ready, Steady, Go aired in 1965, hosted by Dusty Springfield, it was dedicated to Motown and the line up, excepting Dusty, was all black. Which was quite a feat for then, could be interesting…
I was determined to put more fresh fruit and vegetables in my diet this week but I was also still getting back into the swing of meal planning, although with Christmas so near that may not properly bed in until sometime in January.
Here is the list and the receipts



Lidl had a cherry tomato mix and pears for 59p each so I snapped those up too!
Lots of fresh fruit and vegetables.
Once I unpacked the shopping, there was just so much food. On Sunday, I made a batch of hamburger buns and froze 20 because they are handy to have, my plan was to use some stuff from the freezer and lots of veg.
Lunch that wasn’t leftovers was an egg roll and vegetables, I also took a pear and a clementine into work every day which worked as breakfast/snack and ate some of the fruit that work provides on Monday and Wednesday. Fruit became my breakfast/snack everyday.
I was determined to eat more vegetables this week so roasted veg (aubergine, onion, peppers and cherry tomatoes with capers is my standard mix) with flatbread and balsamic vinegar reduction (sounds posh, isn’t, just put some balsamic in a saucepan and boil until it’s syrupy!) was a brilliant dinner and the leftovers were lunch the next day.
By Wednesday, I was beginning to tire and had a very easy dinner of baked potato and coleslaw. I took a quarter of each of my red and white cabbage, about 5 carrots and two small red onions and sliced & grated them (I love my magimix!), I soaked the onion in red wine vinegar to take some of the bite away. I didn’t have any mayonnaise or any inclination to make any but I did have some of a bottle of Pizza Express Salad dressing, so I used that and felt virtuous about using something up! It wasn’t the most pretty dinner or lunch the next day but it was just what I wanted.
Thursday is often a ‘make it up using any leftovers day’ and that’s pretty much what I did. Onion+cabbage+leftover baked potato+bean thing that needed to be used up+egg+cheese and cooked in cast iron pan = dinner.
Kathy asked me over on Friday, did I mention how much I love it when other people cook? I do, we had pizza, it was great.
I felt like it was a good week for food, that I ate well and didn’t waste anything, it didn’t feel like I was in a December ‘eat all the things’ place that often happens in the run up to Christmas, which was down to having good food in the house and being aware of when I was actually hungry and in need of food and when I was eating to distract myself. The one food thing this week that has nothing to do with the budget is that I didn’t drink enough fluid, so that’s my goal for Christmas week, drink lots of water!
This week was a better work week, ok so I was grappling with minutes, which hands down, the least favourite of all my work duties but my head was a bit more in the game!
Also last week, I missed the office lunch that included the Secret Santa and got it this week. Clearly my colleagues know my interests, books and gin!
I completely botched the Secret Santa because I forgot and couldn’t sort my life out in time. So I brought in mince pies and cheese stars!
Friday night I spent the evening at Kathy’s, reading to her mad (and very cute) children, catching up with her and admiring the sparkly lights that Adam had put up!
On the way to Watford, I took note of how my hair is behaving with it’s new style
Saturday was spent with the nephews (for me that was mostly with the littlest one), I was pretty proud of myself, Joe doesn’t like taking a bottle but I got him to take a full 7oz and got him off to sleep, it’s been a while but it’s good to know I haven’t lost my touch!
The biggest nephew was out at the panto with his Grandma and I didn’t get a photo of him once he was back because he just didn’t stay still long enough. Over the last couple of months, it feels like Oli trusts us more and knows that he’ll have fun even if Mum and Dad aren’t there. He was great, showing me how well he could spell (I was genuinely impressed!), we watched Strictly and he did his ‘famous’ victory dance (once you’ve seen it, you’ll never forgot it!) when ‘his’ couple won, overall he’s just lovely and although I’ve always liked being with him, it’s nice to feel that he enjoys it too!
The only bad thing about my week is the vexing issue of my right knee. Because I’m leaning to the right on the crutches, I’m obviously putting the weight I can’t put through my left foot, through my right side. My knee has been niggling on and off since I started to get more mobile and I’ve been stretching it as much as I’m able. However, this week it’s in full on rebellion. It’s twice the size it should be, painful (like more painful than the foot was after surgery!) all the time but especially when I’m walking and it gives out under me. I’m not happy and at a loss what to do, painkillers, ice and stretching have all been applied with limited effect and it’s making doing anything tricky. My foot is doing really well, minimal swelling and feeling like it’s getting back to normal, but I’m going to have to see the GP which is pretty much a nightmare this time of year! It will sort itself out but the timing is frustrating.
That was last week. How was your week?
Last week, I heard this on the radio, I knew two things, first that it must be from Hamilton and second that this was George III because Farmer George was a bit manic about the Colonies…
I think that I may have to buy the soundtrack but I’m putting it off because I have a feeling it will lead to a huge reading jag about the early years of the US and honestly I’m not sure my brain can take it, I’ll forget something important, like who won the War of 1812 (we did, it wasn’t a draw, they sued for peace, we had to go and deal with the Corsican…again. And yes, just in case you were wondering I’m still sore because they bloody started it. Ok, we shouldn’t have pressed their sailors but they declared war to try and get Canada AND they killed Ned Pakenham….)
I’ve been using Advent to reflect on how I felt 2015 went for me. Rather than focus on the goals I set for 2015, this is more about the other stuff, the things that touched a nerve or places where I recognised that the issue was emotional and couldn’t be changed without some acknowledgement of that. The last two weeks have been about money and relationships, this week is all about health.
It’s worth separating this into two strands, mental and emotional health and physical health.
First mental and emotional health. I feel that I’m doing well here and that 2015 saw me in a really healthy place. I actually covered some of my ‘weak’ areas in the focus on money and relationships, I do have a tendency to isolate myself and to carry on as if nothing is wrong but generally my moods are even and I’ve gotten really good at recognising what’s going on with me and adjusting accordingly. This autumn was the first time in ages that I didn’t feel totally bent over due to SAD, which I thinks was because of the 6 weeks off to recover from the osteotomy and while I can’t do that every year, it gave me some perspective on it which I will try and carry into next year.
I guess the biggest change for me over the last 4 or so years is that I’m both happy and content. Sure, life isn’t as I imagined it and there is room for improvement, but I don’t feel that I’m doomed and I’m appreciative of the life I have. Part of that is knowing that it could be so much worse, part of it is that this year I made more of an effort to help others and get more involved in some different things, the allotment volunteer day, using one of my CSR days to go and help sort out the foodbank, babysitting and helping friends when I could.
Overall my physical health is pretty good, I eat well, my blood pressure is good for a woman my age (and really good if you factor in my weight!), my cholesterol levels are ok, I’m active and walk a lot. Introducing the 35 minute walk on the way to and from work, has also had a positive affect on my mental health too, as did the regular Body Balance classes that I did earlier in the year.
One of the lovely things about the osteotomy was how positive the health professionals were about my general health, they were expecting bad things and apart from my weight I was within all the normal parameters. My weight may become more of an issue as I age though and before the osteotomy, I was just at the cusp of being uncomfortable about it. Oddly enough the six weeks stuck indoors while my foot got better has been instructive. I eat good things, I just eat too much of them. Portion size and boredom eating are my issues, six weeks on the couch helped me reset my eating a little and that needs to continue into 2016.
Despite being generally well, at the beginning of the year, I had the cold and cough that would not die and turned into a chest infection and a whole week off work and this year I’ve taken more antibiotics than I have in the previous 5 years! It seemed like I just couldn’t get better and my breathing has been wheezy for a good portion of this year. According to the doctor, I haven’t been alone, it’s been a bad year for coughs and colds, I notice that I seem to have a couple of years when I have really bad reactions to infection (coughs, tonsillitis, chest infections etc) and then go bad to just getting colds. So I can only hope that 2015 marks the end of the bad reactions!
Migraines are the other major recurring issue for me. I don’t like to talk about them in case it makes them worse. The thing is that I know what causes them, I get them about the same time each month and the doctor doesn’t think there is much I can do about them, basically I have to wait them out and in 10 or so years they’ll stop (no HRT for me!). Meanwhile, things I do notice, they are worse in winter (well isn’t everything) and when I don’t exercise. Worse is this scenario means harder to fend off and longer. Alcohol doesn’t seem to make them better or worse but sugar and caffeine can help stave them off when they are imminent.
The final health issue this year has been the osteotomy and recovery. It’s been the major issue in the last bit of the year. It wasn’t nearly as painful as I expected but I am and continue to be annoyed/surprised/frustrated by how long recovery is taking, while at the same time being impressed at how well the scar is healing. My foot is still swollen and walking is difficult. I’ve had to cancel my gym membership until July and accept that I will not be resuming my walking in January as I had hoped.
So overall, 2015 was a rough year for being ill but I’m not feeling too down about it because mentally I’m in good shape. I have a fair idea of what I need to do in 2016, which starts off with rehab for my foot, regular and consistent exercise and not eating more than I need.
Happy Friday! I managed a full (ish – I’m still on reduced hours!) working week this week, and I’m still happy to get to the end of it. Here is some reading for the weekend.
When bad boys lose appeal. Or as like to describe it “when you grown the hell up and stop letting treat you badly”
Councils with failing children’s services will have control taken away. I’m going to say it again, good social services, especially children’s services, require money and resources. I wish it wasn’t so but the only way to truly help and reset families that are in chaos is consistent support and that costs money. I’m sorry, it’s not really about having social workers with better degrees, some of the best social workers I know had difficult childhoods and no degrees. We need to start asking social workers what they need to be effective and start giving that support.
Are you a council tenant? Then you must be punished. Both my parents grew up in council flats. After I was 4, they rented privately, there has never been enough money to buy somewhere. Ma had lived in her flat in Surbiton for over 10 years and then the new landlord put the rent up £100 a month, just as Ma retired. (Slight correction, Ma would like it noted that the tent actually went up £170 a month!).She went on the list for sheltered housing and last year moved into her new flat. It’s social housing and the relief we all felt was that she was safe. That’s what lifetime tenancy gives you. Safety. I don’t have that safety, I have a really good landlord but my rent is going up next year, I don’t know by how much, currently my rent is half my monthly income and it’s quite a bit below the going rate but if the landlord does want what he could get, then I’m buggered and probably looking never having the heating on again and eating porridge for the rest of my days, which would be cheaper than moving. This is why council housing is a good thing, it gives you safety, it’s not subsidized, it pays for itself and it gives people who aren’t wealthy and don’t earn a lot of money somewhere decent to live.
David Cameron needs to learn to control himself. Who didn’t already know that?
Death and Shopping: the story of Oxford Street. Ma and I used to shop there loads when we lived in Fulham. I had my ears pierced in Selfridges! I work nearby and last year I did some Christmas shopping there but I haven’t been there since…
Milk taken from cows at night may help insomnia. If only I drank milk…
The perfect fish finger sandwich. Ketchup for me but I’ll take one with tartare sauce!