It is Christmas morning. The rain has stopped (though it’s
still rather windy). Cupar is asleep by my feet, and Sue is out doing her
regular care calls – she’ll be back at about 2.00pm, and we will then have our Christmas
afternoon and evening alone together for the first time since we have been
married!
Skye is a quiet place at Christmas. A large proportion of
the resident population are English incomers, so many of them go away to be
with their families at this time of year. The indigenous Skye dwellers tend not to be
quite so motivated by the whole Christmas scene, so such festive happenings as
may take place tend to be pretty low key. There are a few lit up houses, but
not many. Dunvegan village’s attempt at Christmas decorations amounts to one
partly decorated Christmas Tree….
Here at Roskhill, we will be opening presents this
afternoon, take Cupar for his afternoon walkies, then eat dinner in the evening,
and will likely spend the rest of our evening in front of the stove with some
music playing or the TV on – pretty much as usual! We have not made a big
effort with decorations either, though our little forest sapling tree is in its
pot on the windowsill, surrounded by a ridiculously large pile of presents….mostly for Cupar I am sure...
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| Happy Christmas ! |
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