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| Crismus Take Two - an annual event in the Spring |
The tradition started a couple of years ago when The Fogg's and The Finks were prevented from getting together during the December festive season by the weather. So we decided to defer the merry making until March and so a tradition was born.
We woke on Crismus morn to the bearable tones of Sir cliff warbling about mistletoe and wine, only to be over shadowed by a very enthusiastic rendition by Mr Fogg who had been up for hours and was more excited than a four year old. I said to him and I quote, "If I had a bucket of cold water, you would have been under it by now."
After breakfast we told the youngsters that we were going for a walk, little known to them that The Foggs had arranged for them both to have a flight in a glider as their Crismus gift. We drove to the airfield and when Mrs Fogg finally broke the news, they were delighted. The crews and staff at the Wold Glider Centre were excellent, friendly, funny and full of knowledge they were happy to share. If we believe one pilot, all things that fly were designed by Yorkshiremen!
The girls had a blast, took control of the aircraft for a time and thoroughly enjoyed themselves. Marsha was desperate for another go!
When we returned we were joined by The Caddies, we opened our gifts, zombie gnomes, grow your own mushrooms, build your own skeletons, huge chocolate eggs, make up bags and bracelets to name a few. Then the girls changed into festive attire and handed out their gifts in a lucky dip style. They had made and packaged, non alcoholic wine (an empty wine bottle with a new label), air guitar strings, stress buster (bubble wrap), melted snowman (water in a bottle) and my own favourite, Roadkill Badger in a tin. Very witty - well done girls.
Crismus dinner was a triumph, the full works with pigs in blankets (most people use little titchy sausages....not Mr Fogg, big fat sozzies) and more sprouts than you can shake a stick at. (there was a definite air of green fug about the place later that evening!)
As the evening drew on the time grew nearer to midnight and the urge to see in the New Year grew. Mr Caddy rounded up some fireworks he just happened to have with him and he, Mr Fink and Mr Fogg strode off into the dark and across the field.
After much barracking from the safety of the house, the boys let the rockets go, thankfully no mishaps and lots of fun!
All in all a fantastic weekend with wonderful friends who are more like family now. Next up - the annual meteor bbq with fancy dress and a parade along the non-flooding canal (which, has been flooded the last 2 times I've been there!) THANK YOU GUYS xxx
