At the moment all my ‘spare’ time seems to be spent
on the d****d kitchen. I can’t believe it has taken so long.And now, believe it or not we have two more
leaks. One in the bathroom and one under the sink where the pipes were
disturbed for the new sink installation.Did you ever do something you regret you started?Still, I’ve finished all the scrambling
around I’m going to do before Christmas.The kitchen is fit to store our utsensils and cooking pots and to make
Christmas dinner.That will do for now.
So now it’s time to start thinking about how to put up decorations without Ivy
taking them down again…
I love those spammers who leave a comment on every
single one of my blogs saying how much they like it and how it resembles their
own.I’m not sure that my recipe blog,
word blog, book blog, Exeter blog, Pensby blog and Hebridean blog can all have
much in common with anyone else’s single blog but what really amuses me is they
don’t leave their blog address.They
have Google+ enabled.As a result you
can’t see their profile or the blog / website address that they are trying to
direct you to.All you get is their
Google+ page with a suggestion that if you want to make friends with them you
send them a friend request.Like, I’m
When Partner-who-drinks-tea and I were in Wells in
October we saw the grave of Harry Patch.Harry was the last British Tommy to survive the horror of the trenches
of World War I. He died aged 111 in 2009. He never forgot those lost and always
made sure to remember lost Germans as well as Allied troops.
A quote from Harry: “Irrespective of the uniforms we wore, we were all victims."
Partner-who-loves-tea has had a bad bout of flu and
is still nowhere near recovered.Indeed,
in some ways she’s just as bad now as she was a week or more ago.One of the side-effects of this has been her
stopping drinking tea; i.e. tea as we know it – black tea with milk and
sugar.She has transferred her affection
to green tea which previously was only an occasional tipple for her.I don’t count green tea as proper tea and at
this rate I may have to think of a new name for my partner…
When do you open your Christmas presents?
We open ours on Christmas morning but it seems a lot
of people do it on Christmas Eve.I
would be interested to know whether you have a particular family time or
a national tradition as to when they are opened.
The Codex Gigas (English: Giant Book) is the largest extant medieval manuscript in the world. It is also known as the Devil's Bible because of a large illustration of the devil on the inside and the legend surrounding its creation. It is thought to have been created by a single scribe in the early 13th century in the Benedictine monastery of Podlažice in Bohemia (modern Czech Republic). It contains the Vulgate Bible as well as many historical documents all written in Latin. During the Thirty Years' War in 1648, the entire collection was taken by the Swedish army as plunder, and now it is preserved at the National Library of Sweden in Stockholm, though it is not normally on display. Just the writing alone, not counting the illustrations, would have taken five years of constant writing to complete.
The codex is bound in a wooden folder covered with leather and ornate metal. At 92 cm (36.2in.) tall, 50 cm (19.7in.) wide and 22 cm (8.6in.) thick it is the largest known medieval manuscript. Weighing 74.8 kg (165 pounds), Codex Gigas is composed of 310 leaves of parchment allegedly made from the skins of 160 donkeys or perhaps calfskin. It is thought that there were originally 320 leaves, the missing ones perhaps containing the rules of the Benedictines.
The legend goes that it was written by Herman the Recluse a monk who broke his monastic vows and was sentenced to be walled up alive. In order to forbear this harsh penalty he promised to create in one single night a book to glorify the monastery forever, including all human knowledge. Near midnight he became sure that he could not complete this task alone, so he made a special prayer, not addressed to God but to the fallen angel Lucifer, asking him to help him finish the book in exchange for his soul. The devil completed the manuscript and the monk added the devil's picture out of gratitude for his aid.
The devil's picture seen here in a facsimile of the Codex.
We had our first heavy frost that stayed all day yesterday, 12th December.
It will soon be time to get the Christmas
decorations down from the loft. It would have been done before now but for the
contents of the kitchen being spread about the dining room and conservatory
which are the rooms we decorate.
Last time I went in the loft I was busy sorting
stuff when something landed on my back and gave me the shock of my life.
Needless to say my reaction was to straighten my back and lift my head.There isn’t room to do so in the loft.So the shock was followed by a sharp bang on
the head.I swore, loudly, and tried
again to straighten.That resulted in
another bang and the sudden attachment of ten claws to my shoulders.At least that identified what had landed on
my back.I swore again.She disappeared into the dark.I called for Partner-who-loves-tea to assist
me.No point in catching the little blighter
if there was no one to hand her down to.No answer.I then texted
her.Texting one’s wife from up in the loft!Ah well, I supposemodern technology has its uses.By the time Partner-who-loves-tea appeared at
the base of the ladder I had caught the offending moggy and could hand her down
to be locked away until I’d finished in the loft.
So now, every time I go in the loft I have to make sure Ivy is locked away first...
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