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Wednesday, 24 December 2014

The Bishop's Wife

‘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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