aww, that's a little bit festive isn't it? Admittedly it's about all that is round here so far. We have watched two versions of A Christmas Carol though, festive film season is upon us! The animated Jim Carrey one we saw in 3D at the cinema and it tranfers very well to the small screen at home… the artwork of snowy Dickensian London is wonderful.
I adore the ultra expressiveness of Alastair Sim's 1951 Scrooge. He is so infectiously happy at the end. And the way his nephew is hugely delighted when his curmudgeonly old relative turns up unexpectedly for Christmas dinner? Hmm… I'd be more likely to lie down on the floor and pretend to be out… the spirits may be visiting me soon…
Ebenezer was invited though… my Scroogley tendendies spring from years of working and educating at home. Sometimes people who would probably never dream of walking unannounced into someones school or office assume we are just sitting here with nothing better to do than make cups of tea for them. Bah! Humbug! Bring it on spirits! *shakes fist ill naturedly*
Back to the walk… *tranquility reigns again*
And the sea. Yes, it is there, in the very middle of the picture. That white line is actually stormy waves crashing onto golden sands. The other white expanse is a ploughed field, the only field capable of properly displaying this amount of snow.
Then we are homeward bound:
We return to warm fire, hot chocolate and festive mood… who knows, by next week I may have put up the tree, roasted chestnuts, played carols on the piano and baked mince pies! *pigs fly across the moon*