Blues

I'm a dreadful blogger.  Almost four whole weeks since I've composed a single word - which isn't exactly true as I've started to write stuff but it seemed so depressing, so I thought not.  This time of year is a funny one, the excitement of Christmas mixed in with dark mornings and short bursts of sunlight.

I don't think I suffer from SAD but I do think it's at this time of year when your thoughts tend to be with friends and family who may not be having the best of times for lots of reasons.  Of course it's not all been doom and gloom, there have been birthday parties, a few impromptu drinks here and there and one or two unsuccessful shopping trips.

Also there was the annoying throat/chesty thing that felled me, which was completely my own fault and one that has only come about since smoking was banned in pubs - yes I'm blaming someone else for my teenage behaviour of having a quick fag in the freezing cold!  It's an annual thing now and the sensible thing is to stop which I have but only because I can't bear the hacking/choking in the middle of the night.  I know, terribly attractive.  The gym consequently had to be put on hold and my backside resumed it's usual heavy load. However yesterday after a hackless night's sleep I hit the gym and we're back on track - I feel loads better.

So last night we bought our Christmas tree, it's of the aromatic and non-drop kind of tree and my god it's lovely.  There's nothing fun about putting a tree up with two people who can be as OCD as Mr C and I are (please note this doesn't apply to everything in our lives, hence the reason we don't live in a show home!).  Anyway after a lot of "a little to the left, a little on the right" a lot of "just let me do it!!" and a bottle of Prosecco we finished the job.  It's very lovely and I just went to have another look at it while I was making a cup of tea.

Finally went to see Terence Rattigan's The Deep Blue Sea on Monday night.  It's set in early 1950's London, probably Hampstead and is beautifully shot.  It's not an upbeat film and could or has been a stage play.  Rachel Weisz who I think is such a brilliant and beautiful actress is amazing and at some point I thought I was looking at a young Charlotte Rampling.  Films like this always bring me out of whatever slump I may be in, the story may be pained but sometimes with films like this, they really are a thing of beauty and it was as if I was watching an artist paint a picture and the end result made my heart soar.