I’m supposed to be gathering up my information for my UK tax return!
So I’m writing a blog post instead!
How was everyone’s first proper week back in normal? I had a great break, but normal feels nice too. All that holiday pressure has vanished. Leeds swiftly put its Christmas decorations away so it’s like the holiday never happened.
Roll on winter. It’s time to read those books people gave you as gifts, pour a glass of something nice, grab your favourite blanket, optional cuddly pet, and stay home.
To that end, everything bringing me joy right now has a cosy, hibernating quality. There are no trips on the horizon, and for once I’m ok with that.
I don’t often come across a novel that I completely fall in love with, but when I do I simultaneously want to share it with everyone I know, while not wanting it to ever leave my shelf of treasured books. Happily, I can tell you to buy it yourself or suggest borrowing it from your local library. The Immortalists by Chloe Benjamin is so very, very good. It almost doesn’t matter what it’s about – the writing is that beautiful. If you are having trouble understanding how to ‘show, don’t tell’ in your own writing, read this book.
Outlanderhas had some uneven episodes/seasons, but the last few episodes have been knocking it out of the park and remind me why I love this show.
A co-worker suggested the game Bananagrams as it’s nice and compact for travelling. Although we bought it as a Christmas gift, we’re totally going to buy it again for ourselves. It’s an anagram game, so this word nerd was all over it. Plus the tiles have a lovely feel – I couldn’t stop touching them.
Finally, I am so freakin’ glad that Catastrophe is back, but so sad that it’s the final season.
Autumn, with its crisp air, crunchy leaves, and hide-and-seek sunshine, is here.
Yorkshire definitely knows how to put on a good, lingering autumn, with lots of chances to wrap up in cosy knitwear, and pull out favourite chili and stew recipes for slow-cooking Sundays.
In Toronto the fall season starts with sticky, humid t-shirt weather, brief interludes of chilly jacket weather, and – far too quickly – intrepid Torontonians are back to zipping up parkas, wrapping thick scarves and pulling on gloves and hats.
Long live invigorating jacket weather, and having fun with layers!
Other things bringing me joy:
Because I am all about English and Scottish history these days, we recently took a road trip further north to what I kept accidentally calling ‘Northumbria’ (a medieval kingdom), but what are actually the present-day counties of Northumberland and Cumbria. We had a peaceful walk on the beach at Bamburgh Castle, a quick gaze at Hadrian’s Wall (Sycamore Gap is pictured above), and a stunning drive home through the Lake District. My mind thrilled to all the history, and my eyes soaked up all the splendor. Trips like this are why we moved over here.
After several months of bingeing, I’m all caught up with the podcast Rex Factor, where Graham and Ali review all the kings and queens of England (1st series) and of the Scots (2nd series). They’re partially responsible for my current obsession with history and I’m totally psyched to see them live in a few weeks.
It was very cool to tag along when Jeff was the guest of the lovely John Marley on his bi-weekly radio show, ‘Jazz on Tempo’ with John Marley on Tempo 107.4 FM. Although Jeff’s interview was live and is now lost to to the gods of ephemera, you can tune into future episodes of John’s show on alternating Monday nights from 8 – 10 pm (GMT+1). I know we will be listening tomorrow night – John’s fantastic and supremely knowledgeable about all things jazz.
Always love a good thrift-bookstore find. Most recently it was picking up The Hummingbird Bakery Cookbook for a couple of pounds. I’ve already taken the pumpkin pie recipe out for a spin when we celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving. It was a hit, even with English friends who’d never had it before.
I’m glad I’m part of the world’s population that can experience audio frisson – and for me it’s always in the same place in certain songs, no matter how often I listen to them. (one fave: AF607105 by Charlotte Gainsbourg, with my goosebumps appearing on cue at 2:27)
It’s been a while since I’ve done one of these posts.
That’s not to say that I haven’t had lots of things to be happy about, but life has been busy, with good stuff, great stuff, and a lovely smattering of not-so-great moments that, while uncomfortable, have been talked out over wine with friends and shifted into their proper perspective: to serve as excellent counterpoints to make happy news and events even more awesome.
These days, I’m taking my joy from:
Days – no, weeks – of absolutely perfect weather. Blue skies, never ending sunsets, gentle breezes, lots of sunshine. And now that I have a little outdoor table and a couple of lawn chairs, my front garden is now the most exclusive place in Yorkshire for a cheeky gin and tonic, or splitting a bottle of wine.
Related to my first point and the photo gracing this post, it’s been over a year since I bought a set of 4 pink plastic tumblers from Flying Tiger and they still make me happy every time.
Winter can be charming if you look at it a certain way. There’s less pressure to be social, and I can’t think of a better time of year to pick up a book, make a cup of tea (or pour a nice whisky), and listen to the wind howl. It’s a time for dreaming, planning, and quietly working on projects. Here’s what’s been making this chilly season A-OK with me:
If you would like to watch Channel 4 online in Canada or the US, there are lots of fantastic VPN options out there – my favourite is TunnelBear. Phil, if you’re reading, it will work for the BEEB as well.
It’s the shortest day today. The sun will set in Leeds at 3 forking 46 pm! I’ve almost gotten used to it, especially if I distract myself by staying busy around dusk. I also have a little ritual of lighting candles and these days, the Christmas lights too, of course.
I’m still riding the Christmas high the way a hawk uses warm air currents to stay aloft, and I can smugly say my Christmas shopping is finished. This is less admirable when you understand how short my list is and how convenient online shopping makes things. And I know I’m not alone when I confess that I’ve picked up a few wee things for myself as well.
Top of the list of things bringing me joy is this Luchador Ice Tray from Kikkerland. I was scanning HomeSense for silly gifts under a fiver for a family game, and found this offbeat bit of awesomeness. I had been looking for the perfect soap mould for ages, as I need tiny soaps for my downstairs loo and I think these guys will be the perfect size, and will make me happy every time a fresh soap is needed. Also, I just love Kikkerland products – every time I’ve simply had to get a little something, it usually ends up being something they’ve designed.
My annual night in watching Love Actually. Naysayers, leave it alone. I like it!
I can’t reveal any secrets, but there’s been a giftie or two that I’ve bought for loved ones that I simply cannot wait to see their reaction. I love finding perfect gifts, even when mere hours before I had no idea what to get until hitting the shops. I really should have more faith in stores making it ridiculously easy.
My home office window looks out over our street. The other day I saw a couple walking home while lugging their Christmas tree, and the smiles on their faces was the essence of the holidays, right there.
Jeff has been playing Christmas carols to prep for gigs, and right now he and a friend are jazzing up Silent Night on their guitars – it’s beautiful.
And finally, one more impulse buy while out shopping. I love these so much, and they look beautiful during the day too:
Well, my darlings, it’s near enough to the Big Day to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! If you’re in charge of cooking, may your turkey be moist and succulent, your dressing just sagey enough, and remember it’s ok if some of your sides get a bit cool while you’re juggling everything. As long as the gravy is hot, you’re golden. And make someone else do the washing up.
It’s now early December, a glowing time of year. I’m finding it ridiculously easy to take my joy these days, and I hope you all are embracing the season in your own big or little ways. Our Christmas season is always pretty chilled out – my family and friends have never really gone overboard, which makes everything a bit more sane.
So these days, I’m taking my joy from:
Christmas lights and decorated shop windows – in Leeds city centre, in Chapel Allerton, any other town or city I’ve visited lately has been filled with festive fun and has my heart brimming. Bonus points for the rare snowfall in quaint, charming Knaresborough last week.
Indulging my inner kid with a chocolate advent calendar. So far I haven’t jumped ahead. So far.
A bit late to the party on this one, but This is Ushas me hooked. All the feels!
Victorian Christmas at Harewood House – this was a beautiful day out, made even more fun by sharing the day with good friends, surprisingly mild, occasionally sunny weather, and the wisdom to visit on a quiet Monday morning.
I don’t know if this will be a weekly thing or not, but it works well with a practise I try to keep up from mindful meditation. It is never going to be a bad thing to focus on the positive things in daily life.
I’m not going to lie, it’s been a bit of a tricky week with some difficult choices, but that means it’s been even more important to find the good stuff. And go out for pizza and wine tonight.
The Printshop!!! If you know what I mean, you know what I mean. If you don’t, you don’t.
Podcast I’m deep diving into: The Ongoing History of New Music. I was never very good at listening to radio programs during their scheduled time slots, but always loved when I caught this show accidentally, so subscribing to the podcast makes me feel like I’m righting an ancient wrong.
LION! I heard about this heartwarming, against-all-odds story in the news a few years ago. Back when we were all playing with Google Earth to find out which of our neighbours had swimming pools, Saroo Brierley set out to find his lost birth family with nothing but vague memories of his home, number crunching of data points, and massive leaps forward in satellite imagery and GPS.