Twixtmas

That in-between time from Boxing Day to New Year's Day: Twixtmas. At least as our pleasant, peaceful, comfortable and quiet hotel would have it, where we have spent a most enjoyable, relaxing, rather pampered Christmas.

Now to travel back to London and already we are preparing our New Year's List of to-do resolutions. Many involving house re-decoration; clearing unwanted wardrobe and household items; planting those fifty Ladies of the Night tulips which somehow never got planted; mending that broken hanging basket dislodged in the recent storm; repairing the garden wall and rethinking the overall front look; as well as completing the first draft of the next thesis chapter, finishing the practice-as-research verse drama and, ultimately, finishing the second practice-as-research prose drama; arranging read-throughs of both and then preparing for the scheduled performance of the first in July 2014; finalising my ten minute presentation for January 8th's international symposium, Sacred and Secular, and - generally - trying to eat less and lose weight. And not necessarily in that order.

Twixtmas: a period of transition and germination.