‘Twas the
week before Christmas
four
years ago
and Viv
bought a dvd called
The Bishop’s Wife
- We’ll
watch it together,
she said,
on
Christmas Eve
and I’ll
make a lovely soup
and it
will be like
the Start
of Our Christmas.
And we
did.
She made
a Lovely Celeriac Soup
and we
sat and watched
David
Niven and Cary Grant
being a
Bishop and an Angel.
It was a
good film
and there
was a Skating Scene
where Cary Grant
took the
Bishop’s Wife skating.
It was
great.
It was
the Start of Our Christmas
four
years ago.
- We’ll make
this a Tradition,
said Viv,
and we
all agreed.
It would
be a good Tradition.
The next
year
we did
the same thing again
although
the soup was not the Lovely Celeriac Soup
because
Viv could not get any celeriac
but it
was still pretty tasty.
The film
was just as good
especially
when we remembered the Skating Scene.
- This is
a good Tradition, said Viv
we all
agreed.
The year
after
Viv had a
bad cold
and she
had to go to bed early
on
Christmas Eve.
- We’ll watch
The Bishop’s Wife
on Boxing
Day,
said Viv.
- Haha!
she laughed, d’you remember the Skating Scene?
We all laughed
because
we all remembered it.
It was
great.
But then we
thought
it wouldn’t
be
the Start
of Our Christmas.
So we
decided not to watch it that year,
but we
definitely would the next year.
The next
year,
at 11pm on Christmas Eve
we were all
busy wrapping presents
in
different rooms and
Viv
shouted
- Oh
no! We forgot to watch The Bishop’s Wife.
- Oh
no! we all said,
but it’s
too late now!
We’ll
definitely watch it next year, though.
- Yes we
will, definitely! we all said.
This year
I bought
the Celeriac for the Lovely Celeriac Soup
and when
Esmé came home for the holidays she said
- We
mustn’t forget to watch The Bishop’s Wife
- We won’t,
I said,
I’ve
already bought the celeriac for
the
Lovely Celeriac Soup.
- Yay! she
said.
On
Christmas Eve morning
Viv said
- I just
have to go in to town
to pick
up a few
Last Minute
Things
but I’ll
be back at midday
and I’ll
make the Lovely Celeriac Soup ready
for this
evening.
- Yay!
said Esmé
- Yay!
said Naomi
- Yay!
said I.
At a quarter
to four
pm
Viv
phoned to say
- Can you
meet me off the bus,
all the
Last Minute Things
are very
heavy.
- Of course, I said,
and I
went to meet her.
We were
walking
Back Up The
Hill
when she
said
- I’m not
making the Lovely Celeriac Soup
tonight
it’s too
fiddly.
We’ll
have it on Boxing Day.
- Oh, I
said, OK.
So this
evening,
instead
of watching The Bishop’s Wife
and
eating Lovely Celeriac Soup,
I’ve
written this poem.
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