Now,
now the mirth comes
With
the cake full of plums
Robert
Herrick
Yesterday I spent all of three minutes
taking down the Christmas decorations. Frugal Husband is not big on the festive
season but I am partial to sprigs of holly and artistically arranged bowls of
pine cones and clementines. We usually compromise on the inflatable Christmas
tree, the Bah Humbug bauble and the glittery penguin. As a child my Mum always
warned us that it was unlucky to leave Christmas decorations up beyond Twelfth
Night. So, I had to take them down yesterday because to leave them up beyond the
twelve days of Christmas would leave me exposed to this unspecified dose of bad
luck.
It is useful to be given a deadline and to
draw a line under the feasting and fun. You cannot spend every day surrounded
by glitter, fairy lights and cake. The pressure to be happy is just too much
for me. It is only when the fairy lights have been switched off that the mirth
comes for me.
It’s the strategies that create good luck that
I’m after. Good luck is not the right word but I can’t think of a better way of
succinctly summing up the randomness of this writing business. In 2014, I will
be attempting to turn the base metal of all the ideas whirling around in my
head into writer’s gold. I am going to enjoy the process and mirth will now be
my watch word.
On the subject of cake, today in the Theatre Royal Drury Lane
Since 1975 the cake has reflected the theme
of the show. Its going to be a tough one this year!!
May you all have your Twelfth cake and eat
it too!
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