|November has not been particularly sunny in Bath|
After breaking the silence of
To that end (and because she is, essentially, slothful), MsC has decided to just post some photos that she's taken in the last week or so (with a little commentary, of course, because MsC is nothing if not chatty) and call it a post. She'll do this once a week (unless she's got something better to post) because, after all, most of her readers know her from some other life and are at least mildly interested in the day-to-day that comprises her life in England now.
Maybe, at some point, she'll return to the
The photo above sums up (more or less) what November has been like here in the South West: grey. Although I should point out that the weather in that particular photo is actually fairly nice, all things considered. (I should also point out that, after living for almost a year in the UK, I now consider any weather that does not include a downpour to be 'fairly nice.' This means that a drizzle, or mist, or intermittent showers do not count as Actual Rain.) I will say that we were fairly warned about this, so I'm not complaining, just observing. And, as I've stated many times in the past - thank God for waterproof clothing.
|A few days after the initial injury, with sling to support non-working rear legs.|
Quite a bit of my time has been taken up with our wee dog, Merlot, (a Boston Terrier/French bulldog mix known as a 'Frenchton' or 'Frenchbo') who managed to hurt her back with an ill-fated leap onto a bed that was Too High For Her. She had hurt herself back in May (more leaping: we do our best to prevent it) and had struggled with hindleg weakness, but recovered quite well under a strict rest regime lasting a few long months which was very trying for all involved (try keeping an active 2-year-old dog on Strict Rest and see how well you do. I dare you.) This time, she hurt herself enough that her hindlegs were nearly paralyzed (we had to use a sling to hold up her rear legs, during which time MrL callously referred to her as our 'dog marionette') and this involved a week of hospitalization and specialist referrals which were sad and annoying
Remembrance Day (Veteran's Day in the USA) was observed on 11th November with a parade (including several WWII veterans!), wreath-laying, many, many poppies, and a church service. I caught a few shots of the city's dignitaries as they left the Guildhall after the parade on their way to the church service, including the Mayor (he's the one in red):
|US Mayors never wear anything interesting at all|
and one of his legal counsel, who probably has a glorious title to accompany his wig and excellent robe.
|Pretty sure this was a barrister or the Mayor's Counsel, or something legal|
What all of this tells me is that the US needs to up their ceremonial robe game significantly.
In other news, Christmas is coming, which it has been doing for quite some time now in the UK, but since there's no Thanksgiving to squabble about, no one is making statements about how terrible it is that people are decorating before Thanksgiving. The first sign I noticed was the Invasion of the Mince Pies and Christmas Cakes and Puddings in my local Tesco Express:
Christmas Cakes (and their near relative, the Christmas Pudding) are baked about 2 months in advance of Christmas (the cakes are 'fed' weekly with liquor whilst they're maturing) contain lots of dried things, and are tightly wrapped, there's no worries about spoiling, even if they're out on the shelves months in advance. The mince pies seem to be disappearing at a high rate of speed as part of the season. Note: mince pies should not be confused in any way with 'mince' which is what the British call 'ground beef'. They are basically tiny pies full of preserve-y fruity deliciousness, best eaten warm and topped with cream. Once you understand this, everything falls into place. In other places, decorations are going up:
|Christmas tree outside the train station.|
|Old-world market booths are appearing in the City Centre in advance of the actual Christmas Market|
|Lights and decorations have been up for weeks|
In the same vein, we went to the mall at Cribb's Causeway in Bristol last week, and I was gobsmacked to see that they'd had snow!
|Not real snow|
On closer examination, though, I discovered that it was all fake, part of the set of the temporary man-made outdoor skating rink (largest in the South West!) complete with Fairy Tale Ice Castle - conveniently located right outside of John Lewis!
Also included: a seating area for viewers, and a number of charming little kiosks selling hot drinks, chestnuts, and the like:
|Roasted chestnuts and mulled wine|
|German-style wurst stand|
It's definitely beginning to look a lot like Christmas.