I would like to bring to your attention a recommendation that Lorna made about a TV programme.
“I was watching a programme on ITV this afternoon called “May the best Christmas house win.” I’m sure it was you pretending to be a Mancunian, she certainly had your craftiness and giggle. It was you wasn’t it? If you didn’t catch it maybe it’s on Sky+ or some other on demand channel.”
Lorna was even kind enough to forward me a link to said programme. It involved four women going to each others houses to critique the others’ Christmas decorations/style, obviously these were very different styles.
- One had leopard print baubles and feathery masks on the tree
- One had enough illuminations to rival Blackpool and not enough room left inside to swing a very small cat, probably also dressed as santa
- One had a very designer edge, black tree, sparkly, glitter style
- And the fourth one had handmade crafty decs – which leaned heavily on owls but had knit bunting, I-cord and mushrooms
And the winner was… Leopard Baubles – with Crafty Christmas an abysmal fourth. (I actually liked the one with the BLACK Christmas tree!)
Really, really abysmal – someone voted Crafty a TWO! Now I’m not too sure what the lovely Lorna meant by the similarities (and I would point out that this is just the right time to be mean to Lorna because she is currently strung tighter than a pole dancer’s thong and all because Mike is on holiday at the moment) but Crafty Christmas had no bought decs. Well, I would like to point out that I actually do.
I have some baubles, well they are bought but not on the tree, I attached them to ribbon and hung them from the wall lights…
Well, I have some stockings that were bought as panels and then sewn together and embellished…
Mmmm, I have some bought bowls, that I added little shiny stars and floating candles and then ‘Just Add Water’.
Well I do have a wreath with plastic bags that I knocked up on Boxing Day – oh, but they weren’t bought bags they were still free. I had planned on making one for a while so had been saving bags and fortunately with making a ton of Myeloma Buddies I’d got a LOT of stuffing from a shop that had kindly changed their bags from cream to white and burgundy so I had enough of one type for the whole wreath. Although I had to work hard to get them from the bottom of my sack of bags – so hard that I had to keep nipping upstarts to find another one – this had nothing to do with the mother in law being in the living room! At one point my Auntie Ann nodded off – I am giving her the benefit of the doubt and assuming she didn’t feign sleep to avoid hearing about my father in law’s fatal heart attack yet again!
I just cut the bags into strips with pinking shears and tied two strips at a time onto an embroidery hoop.
And I couldn’t resist being a copycat and making some of the crocheted snow flakes like Fiona – oh hang on, they’re definitely not bought!
Oh, oh, I do, I do have some shop bought unadulterated ornaments… TA DA…
Bud gave them a good hard look when they appeared on the cabinet but so far hasn’t made an attempt to liberate them. It’s just as well they no longer sing and dance, or rather wiggle, that might be too much as evidenced by Bud making off with Auntie Ann’s singing puppy on Christmas Day.
Now I’m sure you all want to know how Christmas with the mother in law went, well tomorrow, once I’ve recovered enough to commit it to hard copy I’ll be sure and let you know about our Christmas, which includes such exciting things as what to say to enamour your eldest grandson to you, what you should eat before arriving for a Boxing Day lunch, what to do if someone tries to poison you with purple lettuce and how to ingratiate yourself with your daughter in law by switching from calling her Auntie ‘that woman’ to calling her small furry family member ‘that dog’, oh, and asking if she’s wearing a wig!