Thursday, December 24/2009

The bakery and then the supermarket. Fr. Wilhelm comes along as I'm sitting on the wall outside, waiting for J, so kisses - and yes, we will go to Christmas mass. The store is busy, especially the butcher's counter, but the chickens are pre-wrapped, so it doesn't take us too long. Not a cranberry in sight though.

Five o'clock and we get the nine lessons and carols live from King's College Chapel, Cambridge, courtesy of BBC World radio. It's become our marker for the beginning of Christmas. Then, after supper, the Dubai television chanel brings Gone With the Wind, not Christmassy but full scale romantic and the first time I've actually watched it start to finish, though J says he has, once.