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I ended up working on christmas eve

At the Oxfam Bookshop. Turned out to be well worth it, we took over [amount deleted], mostly in last-minute toilets and goats. Present to myself of a dark modern art book from the Bookshop provides thought of the season:
After pushing the black button the following occurs: the bird on the right lifts - a little askew - his head until he looks at the other bird. Then he slowly pushes the parcel to the bird opposite him. The latter refuses; sluggishly shakes his head. Rightaway the bird with the parcel lowers his head again and takes the "present" back.
Courtesy of Michel Huisman, from a book of photographs of his automata. We went down the pub after, for a well-earned beer. The pubs all smell sickly this winter, though from the new mulled wine they have on tap.

Christmas Eve suffered almost every hitch imaginable, from power cuts to overcooked pigeon to the failure of wet branches to burn in wet air, but at least I got to play the (fairly) gracious hostess. I should do more of that next year, I think. Christmas (at tinyjo and oxfordhacker's) involved so much relaxation that by the end I was starting to develop bedsores. And probably gout, from playing the "drink when you want to slap Micky game"* with port in a new and very scientific-looking vodka glass that tinyjo must have bought in Ikea while I was briefly glancing in the other direction. She has the skills, specifically mad roast skills.

Today I spent entirely watching nonsensical frilly manga romance Fruits Basket gifted me by mr_snips, who is wise in he ways of obtaining dodgy anime. I also ate some chocolates and cheese. I still haven't phoned any of my family or done the washing up from Christmas Eve.

But there's always tomorrow.

*Obligatory Dr Who reference.

Comments

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concourse
27th Dec, 2005 02:48 (UTC)
Mulled wine on tap?
I've clearly been in the wrong pubs.

Last-minute toilets sound incredibly useful. More so, even, than last-minute goats.
cleanskies
27th Dec, 2005 11:05 (UTC)
astonishingly popular
the last-minute toilets, that is. It's the comedy gift that keeps on giving, I suppose. Thanks for the CDs!
concourse
27th Dec, 2005 12:46 (UTC)
You're more than welcome! Let me know if there are any highlights/lowlights and I can bear it in mind for future similars.
crazycrone
27th Dec, 2005 08:44 (UTC)
The Mickeyslapping Urge...
Does that mean you drank non-stop for an hour?
cleanskies
27th Dec, 2005 10:35 (UTC)
sometimes he was off-screen
But towards the end we were drinking every time Rose annoyed us, too.
concourse
27th Dec, 2005 12:45 (UTC)
And his mum, and the bad guys, and the writer, and the tardis, and the voiceover announcer..
mr_snips
27th Dec, 2005 12:05 (UTC)
Should you fear that you are running out of anime...

You may want to investigate The Works on Cornmarket, who are selling mixed boxes for a tenner each. The blue box includes two Urusei Yatsura movies...
cleanskies
27th Dec, 2005 12:14 (UTC)
cheers
But I think the urge is satisfied for ... a while.
benchilada
27th Dec, 2005 17:27 (UTC)
Sara and I got home last night from visiting her parents in Chicago and my mama, et al, visting Chicago from Florida.

First thing we did? Watch The Christmas Invasion at 11pm. :)
Then we did other stuff, but still...

"No second chances. I'm that sort of man."

*swoon*
cleanskies
27th Dec, 2005 23:51 (UTC)
tsk
oh you kid
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