Tuesday, December 26, 2023

December's Writers' Showcase: Alain Li Wan Po

 

Alain Li Wan Po

So far in this series, I’ve showcased the talented writers Ruth LotenJane LanganBeckCollett, Ron Hardwick, L.N.Hunter,   Katherine BlessanJill Saudek, Colin Johnson and Sue Davnall. You can find all these showcases by scrolling back through the material on this blog.

December’s showcase turns the spotlight onto Alain Li Wan Po , another member of the Twenty-Twenty Club, a writing group formed by the cohort of students who graduated from the Open University’s Masters in Creative Writing in 2020. Alain does not consider himself to be a ‘creative writer’, though he does write fiction and Creative Non-Fiction alongside his academic and other non-fiction writing. I had the pleasure of reviewing several chapters of a family memoir and history of China, written by him, a year or so ago, and I thought it was fascinating and beautifully-written.


Alain Li Wan Po


Biography

Alain Li Wan Po was born in Mauritius and, at the age of 19, he went to study pharmacy at The University of Bradford in England. He did his post-graduate training at St Thomas’s Hospital on the banks of the River Thames and at the University of London, where he obtained his PhD. During his final year of study there, he was appointed a Teaching Fellow, and worked as a locum pharmacist at various pharmacies in London.

After a few years lecturing at the University of Aston in Birmingham, he was appointed Professor of Pharmaceutics (drug formulation) at Queen’s University of Belfast at the age of 34, and subsequently Professor of Clinical Pharmaceutics at The Universities of Nottingham and Aston. He was then appointed Pharmacogenetics Lead at the National Genetics Education and Development Centre in Birmingham.

During much of his academic career, ALWP was Editor-in-Chief of The Journal of Clinical Pharmacy and Therapeutics until his retirement two years ago. In preparation for this, he enrolled on various Creative Writing Courses including an MA in Creative Writing.

He has served as an external examiner at many leading national and international universities in pharmacy, medicine, and nutrition. He has been a consultant to several multinational pharmaceutical companies and has held several Professional fellowships including those of the Royal Society of Chemistry, The Royal Pharmaceutical Society and The Royal Statistical Society. In addition to pharmacy degrees, he holds degrees majoring in Maths, Statistics and Economics. He was recently appointed Honorary Member of The Royal Spanish Pharmaceutical Society and of the Academy of Pharmacy of Castille and León.

Alain lives in Nottingham. He has five grandchildren from four daughters who have their own homes in various parts of the UK, including Wales.  


Alain moderates the MedicineTrees Facebook Group focussing on medicines derived from plants:

https://www.facebook.com/groups/582447310461173)

 

He also has a website (www.MedicineTrees.com) with the same name.

 

More of his biography can be found on

https://uk.linkedin.com/in/alain-li-wan-po-9925084

 


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Rather than showing us a piece of conventional creative writing, Alain thought he would send in one illustrative of those he writes regularly for the public MedicineTrees Facebook Group. The posts are intended to inform and entertain on reported health benefits of plants:

The Pomelo, the granddaddy of citrus fruits

The pomelo (pummelo, pompelmoes, pamplemousse, Citrus maxima or Citrus grandis), the largest of the citrus fruits, is the grandaddy of many of the citrus fruits we so love. The pomelo, the citron (Citrus medica) and the mandarin (Citrus reticulata) make up the three main citrus groups. The Seville orange is a hybrid of the pomelo and the true mandarin, while the (sweet) orange (Citrus sinensis) is a hybrid of the pomelo and later mandarin admixtures. The lemon is a direct descendant of the citron. All three primary groups have their origins in Asia, a history often overlooked when we see the citrus so much at home in the Mediterranean countries. Archaeobotanical studies show that the citron, the first citrus to be introduced to the West, seemingly from Persia or the Southern Levant, reached a Persian garden near Jerusalem as early as the fifth or fourth century BC. The fruits had reached the Western Mediterranean by the next two centuries, with the rise of the Romans leading to the establishment of their empire in 31 BC.

To the Chinese, the arrival of the giant pomelo in the autumn brings much festive cheer at home and in their many diasporas. The pulp, eaten raw or added to a sweet milk base, makes a delicious seasonal dessert with its trace of grapefruit bitterness and satisfying crunch. Try it. Exclusive Chinese restaurants sometimes serve it, off menu, to their favoured clients. Although the fruit is still unfamiliar to many in the West, it is slowly finding its way to major European supermarkets where they can be found in November or December. One pomelo is enough to satisfy six people at the table.

The photos show how best to peel it. Enjoy.




The health benefits?

In Asia, tea brews of the leaves, flowers or rind are used as a sedative, in a similar way to chamomile. Compresses or decoctions of the leaf are applied to swellings and ulcers. The fruit juice is said to lower fever and the seeds are employed against coughs, dyspepsia, and lumbago. Does it work? I suspect, only if you believe hard enough. I have not found any hard evidence. I am sure it is an effective placebo for self-resolving illnesses. Just enjoy it and think of la dolce vita.

Beware though, the fruit in common with other citrus fruits, notably the grapefruit, contains substances that inhibit some metabolic enzymes involved in the elimination of some medicines. This may lead to increased blood levels. So, if you are on medication, before you indulge, check with your pharmacist or doctor.

Photo Credits: ALWP CEBP. Photos showing the relative sizes of the pomelo and various fruits (Grapefruit, sweet orange, Seville orange, mandarin from left to right) and stages in the undressing of the pomelo.



Comment from Louise: Well, I don't know about you, but that made me want to scour the shops to find a pomelo.




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And finally we come to The Big

 Interview, in which Alain kindly answers 

writing-related questions and lets us 

into some of his writing secrets...





How old were you when you first knew you wanted to be a writer, and what set you off down that journey?

I don’t think there was ever a point when I thought of writing as a career. As a young child, I enjoyed stories being read to me by my older sister, who was ten years my senior. She read storybooks written in Chinese which she translated verbally into Creole. I always pleaded for more. My mother could neither read nor write but she was determined that her children would.

I was lucky to be born on the island of Mauritius where multilingualism is the norm. Sadly, I never learnt to speak or write Chinese, but I became reasonably fluent in French and English. So I was exposed to both English and French literature from a young age from Daudet and Baudelaire to Maupassant and Molière and crossing over to Dickens and Conan Doyle to Shakespeare and Wordsworth. 

I must have enjoyed writing because, at the age of 11/12, I had a short poem on the beauty of Mauritius accepted by the Junior Digest, a magazine for children published in England. I wish I had kept a copy. I remember writing something about ‘having no riches but surrounded by golden beaches.’ No one had ever taught me poetry at that age, but I liked the rhyming and the feeling of being happy surrounded with natural beauty and enjoying whatever little you had. I still try to live by that motto and continue deriving much joy from admiring nature.

 

Tell us about the books and writers that have shaped your life and your writing career.

Most of the books I read as a youngster were part of my examination courses, but I often strayed. 'Tintern Abbey' was one of the poems assigned for my Cambridge School Certificate course, but I became hooked on Wordsworth. Shakespeare, I found very hard, but I enjoyed Romeo and Juliet, although it was a play I had to study for my exams. It is only in recent years that I have discovered Shakespeare’s awesome multi-layered writing. His ‘Wormwood, wormwood’ and his ‘Heartsease’ has taken on new meanings. 

For short stories, I think Maupassant is hard to beat. And Molière plays? To me, they are as fascinating as Shakespeare, and Daudet’s Provence is as sweet as the real thing. How can such gifted writers bring to life what you feel so well? I draw inspiration from the classical writers’ love of nature. Perhaps that is why I am still drawn to modern writers such as Barry Lopez and Robert Macfarlane.

As a child, walking home from school, I often stopped by a bookstore that sold cheap UNESCO publications, usually for two rupees (~15 pence at the time) to make them accessible in poor countries. I bought biographies and science books from there and still remember a moustached Albert Schweitzer as a frontispiece in one of the no-frill books with the defining bland black and white covers. It took a while to save two rupees as our pocket money, given erratically, was 15 cents daily.

All this varied reading must have shaped my writing, so much so that I am still not sure about the genre of writing I should concentrate on.

 

Have your children, other family members, friends or teachers inspired any of your writing?

At home, as the youngest but one of six, I was fortunate in having books owned by my gifted older siblings who were good at winning book-prizes at school. They had subscriptions to the US Time Magazine, Paris Match, L’Express, and the Readers’ Digest which were always stacked on our tables as they are today in GP surgeries and at hairdressers. Science always fascinated me and one of my teachers was impressed by my knowledge of astronomy. Little did he know that my answers to his questions were often from the Times magazine I had read the night before, probably the same articles that inspired his questions. Haha! Little genius indeed. My oldest brother went to study medicine in Ireland at the age of 17 and from there he sent us a beautifully bound A4 richly illustrated Bible that provided me with many hours of reading from one of the oldest storybooks.

            As migrants, my parents had a rich and complex family history which I think is worth telling and I have started writing my parents’ biography set against the collapse of the last Chinese Empire and the rise of the British. Maybe, one day … but I have so many abandoned books in my filing cabinet. One more won’t do any harm. [Note by Louise: You really need to complete this book, Alain, as I found the opening chapters completely fascinating and beautifully-written]

 

Does the place you live now, or places where you have lived in the past, have any impact on your writing?

Yes indeed. Every new place I visit provides inspiration. The seasons in a tropical island are so different from those in northern Europe and the populations are so diverse in both culture and make-up. How can one not be affected? Travel broadens the mind, says the cliché. How true though. I remember how our neighbour slammed her door every time the aroma of my fried garlic wafted across from my rented London terraced house to hers along the shared alley where we both had our separate outside loos. Today, vindaloo is of course a favourite staple in Britain. I grew up with mountains, sea, sun, and cyclones in a multicultural society where we generally maintained our cultures but enjoyed those of others with almost equal measure, a place where rich and poor lived cheek-by-jowl in shacks and mansions. Shared communities develop shared values and shape one’s thinking and writing, and I am not immune.

 

How would you describe your own writing?

Constipating. I have been a science and academic writer for many years and was good enough to be hired to write a blog about genetic advances for NHS staff. I have even held science writing seminars. In such writing, facts take precedence over style. I realised that to reach a wider readership, I needed to develop other skills and, to this end, I have taken many courses in Creative Writing when the fees were cheap, but I am not confident that I have mastered the required skills yet. Writing as well as HG Wells or Michael Crichton is still an aspiration. I am still at an experimental stage in deciding whether I am a creative nonfiction writer or novelist. I must like short stories too because I am drawn to writing book-chapters as stand-alone sections.

I think it is easier to write fiction as you are not constrained by the need to be factual. Several of my critical readers who have seen sections of the planned biography of my parents have suggested that I should convert it into fiction as the tools of creative nonfiction that I used got in the way. I am resisting as the book is a bit of a labour of love for my departed parents. I want those potential readers who knew them, or are related to them, to know that what I am describing are real snapshots of their lives.

 

Are there certain themes that draw you to them when you are writing?

I love nature and science and so my writing draws from both, heavily.  People, in all their complexities, are of course at the core of all great novels and biographies.

 

Tell us about how you approach your writing. Are you a planner or a pantser?

I think that I am a planner, but one not driven by structure. All happens in the head. I would normally create an electronic folder for what I may want to write about someday. In there, I would dump papers, titles, abstracts or striking phrases I come across plus figures and photos  that may be useful. It is a wasteful approach as most of the time, I would never use them. However, I would mull over the collections and then on a whim decide that I would write about something that had been in my head for a while. Without reading any collected material, I would draft a story and then later use the material I have collected to add the factual and the embellishments.

I have drafted a novel which I am now revising with the help of many friend readers. It is a depressing task as I stare at the weaknesses pointed out to me, but I have not given up. All the chapters were written without prior planning. Only the broad theme was planned. Each chapter was driven by the previous one(s).

For the planned biography of my parents, only potential chapter headings were written down, again with source material in electronic folders. Some new chapters arose as I wrote. For example, I have a chapter on my mother’s medicine cabinet, how folklore remedies shared the same shelf with modern medicines, much the same way across cultures, except of course that ginseng and ayapana leaves may swap places with chamomile tea and dill gripe-waters.

 

Do you have any advice for someone who might be thinking about starting to write creatively?

No, no, no … said the Lady. No too from me. I am still exploring. Keep thinking, keep plotting. Start with one sentence, I say to myself each time I sit at my desk. One day, who knows?

 

Are you, or have you been in the past, a member of any writing groups, online or face-to-face?

Yes, I have a face-to-face group consisting of fellow-students from an early writing group that that meet irregularly usually to share a cuppa and to commiserate on our lack of progress. I also have an online group ably and generously supported by Lou. [Thanks, Alain!It is encouraging to hear about the success of those in the group when spirits are low and words fail to flow for their breakthroughs suggest that there is hope yet.

 

You have an MA in Creative Writing. Have you studied creative writing on other formal courses?

I have followed several formal courses but none as extensive as those leading to the MA in Creative Writing. Online learning is challenging.

 

What do you think about getting feedback on your work from other writers and/or non-writers?

I always ask for critical and honest feedback from fellow-students. I am never confident about my own writing. Critical readers are essential. As an academic, I am used to adverse feedback. Rejection of research papers are part of the norm, and the rejection of research grant applications is soul-destroying but part of the job. Academic publishers are, in my experience, always polite. Some editors become friends. Popular book publishers and agents are at the other end of the spectrum. I have yet to adjust to a world of non-response, and still fail to understand why virtually all of them still treat potential writers with seemingly such disdain when an automated response is so easy to generate. I have been a science journal editor-in-chief for many years, and I always thought it polite to answer every potential author, even when they had not obviously read your Guide to Authors. 

In academic science writing, much of the inter-communication between author and reader is left to the latter. Einstein did not have to convey the beauty and full impact of E = mc2, sometimes dubbed the most beautiful equation ever written, although he was a wonderful writer and communicator. It seems to me that in creative writing, unless the first sentence or paragraph grabs, the reader is lost to the novice writer although not necessarily to the established writers who have, through their reputation, earned time-investment potential.  

 

If you have experience of self-publishing, what have been its challenges and rewards? 

After publication of several academic books by traditional publishers, I was emboldened to try self-publishing a few years ago. Although I earned as much as I did through traditional publishing, I think, humbly, that the book never achieved its commercial potential. There were too many barriers to entry. Unlike established publishers, I had no access to international distributors and their commercial links. For example, one of my traditionally published books was awarded a silver medal and 2000 copies were sold in bulk to a pharmaceutical manufacturer for free distribution. Such opportunities are never realistically open to self-publishers. Would I try with my future creative writing output? The acceptance rate by established publishers is so low for new authors that I may well try but I have not mustered the courage, or the belief that I would earn anything from such a venture, yet. 

 

Where do you get your ideas from?

I do not find generating ideas for books difficult. For academic books, I have entries and offers already but I have not taken any recent ones forward as I have yet to convince myself that the major efforts required would justify the returns, monetary or otherwise. For popular books too, ideas come easily. My problem is that of persuading others that they are ideas worth pursuing. Common prompts are items of breaking news in the papers or on TV. Sometimes major life events affecting both those close and far move me enough to want to write about them. Somewhere in my folders is a poem about refugees prompted by a harrowing photo of a young child lying dead on the shore. At other times, prompts are provided by breakthroughs in science or discovery. Plants and nature inspire me no end.

 

They say that successful writers need to be selfish. How far do you agree with this?

I am not sure I can answer this as I do not regard myself as a successful writer, but I am committed to try. I am selfish when I sit and write, cocooning myself in a world of my own. When ideas or specific phraseologies come to mind, I switch on the lights and jot them down no matter what time it is. I have been like this all my writing life. Writing research papers is intense and leaving this world for another is not unusual. I believe that it is a transferable skill when writing creatively too.

 

Beyond your family and your writing, what other things do you do?

I have travelled widely as an academic but not as a tourist except for the typical family holidays. As an academic, much of my overseas travel involved networking through lots of evening breakout seminars. My late wife used to accompany me but after a while she found these very boring as she was left on her own for much of the time. Even glamourous places like Singapore, Sydney and Japan become boring after several visits left on your own. More latterly, I have rediscovered the pleasure of travelling as a tourist, reconnecting with relatives and friends, kind and free enough to act as guides and fellow pleasure-seekers. In the past twelve months, I have visited friends and relatives in Mauritius, Canada, France, Spain, and Italy twice, in addition to travelling around the United Kingdom from Southend to London and Inverness via Wales, all on different trips. Seeking inspiration and photographs for my writing, I tell myself. Not much writing was done though. I can now write a book about navigating crazy additional charges and remaining sane when traveling on Ryanair!

I love country walks and gardening too for both inspiration and exercise. When my late wife fell seriously ill a few years ago, I took up cooking which has now morphed into a hobby not dissimilar to pharmaceutical compounding.

 

Would you describe yourself as a ‘cultured’ person?

This is best answered by those who know me well, but I probably am, at least a little. I read a lot and enjoy and respect other people’s cultures. I am often moved into humility by elite singers, painters, and writers. Ancient architecture, particularly represented by places of worship across religions, draws me in whenever I visit a new place.

 

Are you interested in history and if so does it impact on your writing?

History fascinates me. The history of us as humans, the history of empires, the history of science-fiction writing, the life history of the orange, the history of travel, the history of slavery, the history of everything really. Some critical readers have said that I cram in so much history in my writing that it sends them to sleep. I must learn from the likes of Simon Winchester, Ken Follett, and Dan Brown to do better. Did you know that our immune system records a complete history of all our encounters with foreign proteins? How our body responds keeps us safe (immunity) or makes us ill (hypersensitivity reactions). A metaphor for how we respond to migrants?

 

How did the Covid pandemic affect you as a writer?

 Covid had a positive impact on my writing. I drafted a complete book and started another during the pandemic. Whether they will be good enough to see the light of day is something else. I also wrote an article on how natural infection acts as a very effective natural vaccine, a phenomenon that even the ancient Chinese knew, and which led Jenner, von Behring, Pasteur among others to the development of modern vaccines and antibody therapy. I subsequently received several invitations to present at conferences and to write similar articles for science journals and even a book, suggesting that it was reasonably widely read. The COVID pandemic years also created in me a love for gardening and photography.

 

Where would you place your own stories/poems, on a continuum with PURE FANTASY at one end and COMPLETE REALISM at the other?

My writing is mostly about the real world but what’s wrong with some fantasy added in? As far as we can tell, humans are the only animals that can fantasise, at least the only ones who can tell you about it and take you along for the ride, the only ones who can dream about writing a good book and be humble enough to accept that failure is part of life. Some call it philosophy, others call it reality, not fantasy. 

 

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Thank you very much, Alain, for a brilliant and fascinating showcase. 


 






In January, I will showcase 

the wonderful and versatile writer

Lily Lawson

Not to be missed!

Monday, December 11, 2023

Christmas Mid-month Musings 2023




Christmas Crafting

My sister and I attended a workshop on making Christmas mosaics at The Art House in Sheffield, last Friday. We both chose to make stars, and it was a very relaxing couple of hours. If you live in the area, I’d recommend The Art House, which runs a variety of art and craft classes including pottery-making courses.

Mosaic-making doesn’t require much skill, if I'm honest, though cutting the bits of ceramic and glass takes a certain knack.  The teacher, Diana, had put a display of what we assumed to be her own work round the room and those pieces showed exceptional talent and imagination. So, clearly, if you have a creative mind, you can produce wonderful pieces. But we were just there to learn the basic techniques. 

My sister chose mostly bits of ceramic with patterns on them, for her star, which I thought looked fabulous – however, her glue hadn’t set fully by the time we left, so she had to take some grout home with her to complete her piece at home [and she still hasn’t had chance to complete it – hence no pictures]. 

I chose bits of coloured glass and produced the star below [I painted the gold round the edge at home after the class]:


     


The process is not without its dangers, as bits of glass tend to fly off in different directions as you cut the pieces. Diana herself cut her finger quite badly while helping my sister cut up a china cup. It is also, like all crafts, rather dirty and messy - I have sore fingers due to eczema and I tend to be reluctant to do crafts these days as a result, but it certainly wasn't the worst thing I'd done. My fingers were sore afterwards, however, both in terms of the skin and in terms of joint pain and a bit of swelling in my right index finger. But the joint pain subsided after 24 hours.

I'm not thrilled by my star but at least I know now how to do a mosaic, so if I ever fancy doing something more interesting using the technique, I'll know how to do it.

Due to roadworks in Sheffield city centre, the area round The Art House [bottom of Carver Street and Backhouse Lane] is cordoned off at the moment, so you have to enter The Art House from the entrance beside the main church entrance, rather than the one on Backhouse Lane as directed by The Art House's emails. 

https://www.arthousesheffield.co.uk/





Christmas Tree Decorating

Anyone who knows me will know that I am not a massive fan of Christmas, and I think that decorating the tree before about a week prior to 25 December is 'a bad thing'. However, when you have a nine-year-old great-nephew who always decorates the tree for you, but who is only available on certain days [his life being such a social whirl!], you have to be flexible.

Hence, Nephew came round last Thursday to decorate our Christmas tree. We have a tree that has no green leaves - it is just bare branches. We've had different sorts of trees in the past, including real ones now and again, but we found the trees seemed to be so bushy that it was difficult to get the baubles to hang properly and to be seen, and personally I like the baubles better than the tree. In my view, trees should be outdoors and unadorned!  So, we have an artificial tree with bare branches, which lights up. We can put lots of ornaments on it, and it suits us. Below are a few pics of Great-Nephew at work...

             

Nephew about to put the star on top of the tree

Nephew did a great job and he finished it too - in his younger years, he usually lost interest halfway through!  He does have a slightly OCD-ish quality, however, and many of the ornaments of a similar nature are arranged along single branches, such as the small white stars (on which we write the names of friends and relatives who have died and put them on the tree to remember them - it's become one of our little Christmas traditions, and it allows us an opportunity to tell nephew who those people were, as he asks every year]. This means that my own OCD-ish tendencies kick in after he's gone and I am constantly fighting the urge to rearrange the tree ornaments, but I've fought it down so far! Last year, I rearranged the baubles so that all the colours were together in different parts of the tree, which is a similar impulse to nephew's desire to have all the cars or all the stars on the same branch.

My friend T has young adult daughters who decorate the tree at her house and she says they no longer let her display the old ornaments she used to put on the tree when her daughters were little, as they have modern ideas about 'stylish' trees. So I bought a toy soldier ornament to display at the front of our tree on T's behalf. We also have several polystyrene aeroplanes decorating our tree, a tradition that began several years ago when one accidentally 'flew' into the tree and got stuck in the branches!


    



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Christmas Choir

My friend B and I recently attended the Barnsley Light-Up Event, when the town's Christmas lights were officially switched on, in order to sing in a Rock Choir Christmas performance. 

We both enjoyed the event very much, but we found preparing for it quite arduous. The Rock Choir has weekly sessions during term-time in which we work on new songs and go through older ones we've done before, but the performances often involve several different branches of the choir. The one in Barnsley, for instance, consisted mostly of the Barnsley group, but there were about five of us from the Rotherham group and a bunch of others from the Sheffield group. They don't have rehearsals for all the performers together - we're just given a playlist and we can prepare ourselves by watching and singing along to the various online recap sessions available on the website. The idea is that all the hundreds of Rock Choir groups round the country do the same repertoire of songs, so they can all sing them together where necessary without requiring extra rehearsals. However, the Christmas songs are a little different in that there re a number of Christmas songs but group leaders don't have to do them all. They just select which to do.

Our group leader, the eccentric and enthusiastic Tom, has covered 'I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day' in our sessions, but B, T and myself are still relatively new to the choir so we haven't worked on the other Christmas songs yet. There were at least three songs on the concert playlist that were new to us, including one adaptation of 'Walking In A Winter Wonderland' that had words and a tune we'd never heard before! So B and I spent hours listening to and watching recap tutorials and videos, and practising - trying to learn both the words and the simple dance moves, plus our particular version of the tune [we're lower altos]. It was very much like studying for an exam and it was quite exhausting!



rock choir in Barnsley 'Putting-On-Christmas-Lights' Event - 
B and I are at the back so you can't see us



The worst moment for us was when the Barnsley group leader, who was conducting us, announced that the next song was 'Keeping The Dream Alive', a song that had been missed off the playlist altogether (presumably by accident) and which the Rotherham group hadn't covered while we have been members!  We had to just move our mouths randomly and try to sing the bits we knew! We were standing at the back, so no one could see us, so I think we got away with it!

It was the night we have our great-nephew, so P took him to see the choir. When he picked him up from school, he was wearing short trousers and a thin jacket, so P had to take him home to change into warmer clothing as it was a very cold evening. I'm certain Great-Nephew was bored out of his skull, as well as being freezing, but we bought him some toy cars in a toy shop on way back to car-park afterwards and that seemed to pacify him!

Great-Nephew has alsio been helping his grandma put up her decorations, including outdoor ones, and he had the same clothing issue so was forced to wear his grandma's hat and gloves:





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Christmas Choir 2
Meanwhile, down in Devon, my friends A and S, have been singing and performing at The Fairground Vintage Christmas Event in Lifton, in Victorian costume , and will appear in their Youth Theatre's upcoming production of A Christmas Carol (Red Spider Theatre Company):


S is in the middle
 
A, dressed as a Victorian chimney-sweep who can, for some reason, play the fiddle

Some of the ladies in the choir in costume


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Christmas Baking
I did my first lot of Christmas baking last week, and P helped me. What was remarkable about this is that we didn't squabble and I didn't lose my temper - we actually enjoyed it, for once! I made a chocolate marble cake which I drizzled with orange syrup to create a sort of chocolate-orange cake, and a fabulous carrot cake with maple cream cheese frosting. I also made some malformed but tasty oat cookies, almond and pistachio macaroons, and my traditional overcooked gingerbread! These were divvied out to The Master, who came round for roast beef yesterday, and for my friends B and T. 

Here are a few images:


carrot cake

oat cookies

gingerbread



Mum has bought us a huge iced Christmas cake, which is a bit of a problem as I'm on a diet and I don't really like Christmas cake all that much. Also, my friend B often makes us a Christmas cake so there is a possibility that this will happen this year too, in which case we'll be knee-deep in fruitcake. The cake Mum has bought us is an M & S one and it smells lovely. We gave half of it to The Master yesterday so he can take it to his cousin's in Norfolk, where he is spending Christmas, and pretend he made it himself... 
        On that topic, might I just add that our cat, Tilly, appears to have fallen in love with The Master. He slept in our top room, where Tilly has recently been sleeping, so we tried to shut her out of it during his stay. However, we forgot the cat is a master locksmith and, apparently, within seconds of him settling down in bed she was sitting on his chest, staring into his eyes. She then settled down beside him and slept there all night! She had a definite spring in her step this morning - one night sharing a bed with The Master seems to have transformed her from an arthritic fifteen-year-old to a kitten! That's what love will do. 
        I have eaten very little of the stuff I baked myself due to diet. However, I have kept the least successful biscuits for our own consumption [all the very badly deformed or slightly burnt ones!], and I am now tempted to nibble them whenever I smell them in the kitchen. Christmas isn't an easy time to diet. Not that there is any rhyme or reason in the way my Slimming World diet is going. I lost another half a pound last Thursday, despite having broken the diet numerous times in the previous week due to Christmas get-togethers. I've now lost one and a half stone since I started in July, around a pound a week on average, though with several big blips up and down.




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Christmas Update On Gromit
You'll be pleased to know that Gromit has settled into his new home in Kent and is readying himself for Christmas. Here are the latest pics I've been sent by his new mum:

The boys waiting for Father Christmas

Keeping warm on these cold winter evenings

Worrying that Santa won't know where he lives now

Practising his reading


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So, Christmas has now officially begun in our household. Presents are wrapped and some are under the tree. Baking has been undertaken. Cards have been made and sent. Just got to sit back and let it slide past me now...


Great-Nephew pulling a daft face and wearing Christmas deely-boppers


2023 Christmas Card design, painted by Louise Wilford


Merry Christmas, Everyone!