Time, for example, to enjoy the glorious red sunset above our back garden.
As dusk starts falling about 3.30 p.m., a walk around the neighbourhood, gave me a chance to look at the Christmas lights in front gardens. The one below was a blaze of garden creations. They must have plenty of money to pay the resulting high electricity bill.
Our contribution. A golden Christmas star, hanging in our front window. Family members unkindly call it a 'brothel light' due to the strange orange/red light that spreads out around it.
I attended a lovely Carol Concert in a beautiful old church in Bromley, although it was very difficult to actually find your child amongst all those faces.
We went out for a pleasant lunch in a village in Kent, when it rained heavily all day. Miserable weather.
The reflection of our Christmas candles in our conservatory windows. So comforting.
Another Carol Concert, this time in the Jubilee Church, lead by a very joyful and competent choir.
Our first Christmas lunch, delicious, and great company too. At the Jubilee Church.
But I could not resist including a photograph of the problems facing shoppers as Christmas Day approached. This carpark was full of cars, both parked and trying to get out of the carpark.
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