The frost has melted, and the sun is shining and today is the Official Christmas Lunch for the Faringdon Country Market Members. I know it is January but better late than never. We are going to The Horse & Jockey in Stanford-in-the-Vale.
We have been having a pre-Spring Cleaning moment and I can feel a visit to the tip coming on, because I have just looked into the garage and it seems that everything that we couldn’t think what to do with over Christmas has ended up in there. I can skip to the tip en route for lunch. We are fighting a battle to keep our recycling centre because if it closes we will all have to drive for miles and miles to …. tip anything.
The village is stirring into life after the holiday – someone has had her hip operation and plans are afoot to visit her, we have our first Great Coxwell Teas this Sunday (not to be missed – very fine cakes), WI starts up again next Tuesday, with nominations invited for new Committee Members and plans for visits and speakers to be made (we are having a talk about the Terracotta Army), and there is a musical evening organised for later in the month.
We have our seed packets at the ready for sowing vegetables as soon as the days are long enough, and I’m contemplating a serious amount of tidying up and weeding and re-planning where everything is to go in the garden.
So – not a detox or diet or exercise plan in sight. Ordinary seasonal routines carry on as they have for years with tweaks here and there as necessary.
All quiet on the Holloway.