It’s December, I’m eating my own weight in gingerbread and mini stollen bites and I’ve cracked open the Lidl knock-off Baileys. It’s Christmas time! I always say the time around Halloween is my favourite time of year, but then Christmas comes speeding round the corner and I realise that I get very excited for that. Overly excited perhaps, especially as there are now children around. But how can you not do a little inward squee when you see your daughter shout out from the back of the car because she’s seen some decorations or when you see your son stare up in wonder at Christmas lights, even if it’s only a display at the local garden centre?
Here in Enfield there is a great event that’s been happening for the past few years and that’s the Enfield Parade of Light. It’s organised by the council and involves all manner of community groups and locals parading along a route through town in the early evening festooned in lights and shiny things. It’s very much become the official start to Christmas for us as we all bundle up in warm clothing and meet up with family and friends and stand along Chase Side watching everyone walking by. We have marching bands, local dance troupes, the Scouts and Brownies and casts for all the pantomimes taking place in the area. Father Christmas makes an appearance as does the mayor of Enfield.
Once everyone passes by, we make our way into town and stand in the market square looking at the Christmas lights and the fireworks display that’s accompanied by a local band playing Christmas songs. There’s a great atmosphere and a lovely community spirit lacking only in mulled wine (which I think we’ve all made the mental note to make some and bring along in flasks next year).
I popped into work a couple of weeks ago and managed to visit Liberty. God, I love this shop so much. If only I had more money…
Their decorations, as ever, are beautiful. Their Christmas shop, as ever, a place of wonderment and sparkly things. I was in there for ages.
I just love these kitsch kittys.
I managed to not buy anything (a feat in itself) and I have a half mind to take Betsy one morning and and we choose one decoration each to take home. She’d end up choosing one of the £20 decs though!
As for actual planning for the big day, I’ve been rubbish and haven’t quite got round to anything. No presents bought, no cards sent. I have made the cake though! Things will be kicking up a gear this week, I think.