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It is the 26th. The day after Christmas. Christmas - well Ghin said it feels like we have been in here for three weeks. I couldn't agree more. It is a quiet and peaceful Christmas though. We have very simple food. Soup and porridge. Well I have some prosecco. 

I have been clearing our things from the other house and sorting rooms, etc. This virus is strange. You feel better when you are not lying down and it is easily overcome by two paracetemol. I just checked in on Ghin and it has been more than eight hours and he has no fever. But I will be plying him with more paracetamol soon.

I decorated on the 23rd. I got the branches and the decorations out and dressed the house. So now it looks like this is the look the house will take from now on. Solstice branches with lights... one in the dining room and one in the living room. The mantelpiece will have the Holy Family and everything in felt and crochet. The house is also filled with gingerbread. I mostly did everything on my own but it does look quite spectacular and quietly lovely. Fuck Christmas trees - espeically real ones. I cannot understand why people would have a dead tree in their living room. I long ago gave up on the idea of making massive Christmas dinners as well - I only do it for the boys because they want it.

But this year we just have soup and porridge. Simple things. The entire idea of a massive feast seems a bit obscene in the light of the sheer amount of shite the world is going through. 

Anyway Christmas should be celebrated modestly I think. 

The entire premise of gift giving which is supposed to originate from the Magi has been overstated and it has become a race to excess. It is just pointless. I have to catch up on thrity posts... let's see if I can do that.

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