18 May 2022

No more lounging on the settee… it’s back to work

I said it last week, so I’ll say it again – happy new year!

It doesn’t seem five minutes since I was sitting here writing these notes, and indeed we did go to press a day late last week owing to the Christmas break. But all’s back to normal now. Alas, no more lounging on the settee in front of the darts with my head in a box of Celebrations, quaffing craft ale. And I must get the Christmas tree down this weekend. Yes, I know it’ll be well after Twelfth Night, but I haven’t really had time this week and, if it’s bad luck to leave the tree up, then after the past couple of years we’ve all had, I’m not sure how it could get much worse. (Famous last words.)

Last year we put up new LED lights in the window and kept them going for weeks after Christmas, as we felt we needed a bit of sparkle to remain during lockdown, but the other half insisted that, post-festivities, the lights had to be switched to static. He was not allowing flashing lights if it was no longer Christmas. Fair enough, I suppose. I am minded to keep the lights on for a little while longer this year, too (and we never bother taking them down, that’s too much of a faff – they stay up all year round and we plug ‘em in come Christmas).

For this week’s “special feature” content, you’ll have to thank my nan. I was talking to her the other day, and she said, “Why don’t you write an article for the Gazette about your organ?” Before you turn to page 15 with a sense of dread and fear, let me point out that she meant my mammoth Repair Shop-style organ restoration project which I all but completed late last year. So I did. Write the article, I mean. I hope you enjoy reading it!