My camera started malfunctioning in early December which means that most of my Christmas photos have been lost. Fortunately memories are not so easily wiped and we have had a good Christmas to store up in our memories.
I am as guilty as the next person of slipping in to it but I think we, as a society, have developed an obsession with photographing everything since digital cameras do make it so easy. We are in danger of developing a tendency to view life though a lens. I had one of those epiphany moments last year walking around the British Museum, I watched people jostling to try and get a decent photo of the Rosetta Stone and when they had it they walked on. I must have stood there for about 5 minutes and saw about 30 or people come and go and only one gentleman paused to look with his eyes and read the inscriptions and the information cards. 29 people walked away with a photo, 1 walked away with an image burned into mind and heart. I think we are in danger of doing the same with our children’s childhoods, becoming observers recording events rather than participants experiencing, shaping and enjoying. I know at various points I am guilty of being out with the boys and instead of playing with them and joining in I’m there snapping photos, thinking this will be a good blog post. Not this year, photograph less and experience more is the plan. Photos do of course have a place, as I grow older time passes by so quickly it is nice to freeze the occasional moments to jog memories. But I look back to my childhood pre-digital, when photos were few and far between and tended to be clustered around the annual summer holiday and it is all there in my memory to make me smile. The big, fancy camera has been replaced by a simple but quality camera set aside for work and a Blackberry with a reasonable camera that is in my pocket if required, there as a tool to be called on if needed not a master hung around my neck directing events.
Anyway back to Christmas (and inc some photos 😉 ). Last day of November was marked by the annual Festival of Christmas at Portsmouth Dockyard. Fantastic day out, heartily recommend it to anyone this way.
We had some other lovely days out over the Christmas period. A jolly up the Spinnaker Tower with Claire, Oscar and Herbie and a trip to Fort Nelson with Grandpa Bob.
At home we pottered, baked and made decorations. Here are some of the books we used. The Rod Green Santa one and the Usborne decorations to fold are especial favourites.
Living in a village there were fetes and village carol services, school events and activities making the run up to Christmas a busy time.
We took part in a mini cultural exchange organised by the Worldwide Culture Swap which was great fun.
I finished my Christmas sewing mid December for once, so no sewing machine activity on Christmas Eve, which was nice. Unfortunately the photos went kaput and the sewing was in the post, they are the only photos I will let myself mourn. Did make these lovely creations though courtesy of the delightful Paper and String.