Welcome 2012 England

Happy New Year England

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-12101999

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights.
"There's always room for one more."

Bye 2011

Well the clock is ticking and there is not much more to say. But enjoy New years Eve where ever you are. Laugh smile make a memory.

Auld Lang Syne : Lyrics

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

Chorus.-For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.


May you all near and far have a blessed and wonderful New year.
Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights
There's always room for one more.

Bye 2011

In the last few hours of 2011 lets look back at some memorable times that England has had good and bad.
On April 29th Prince William married Catherine Middleton. Let's not forget that there was some great memories from that day. It was a historic date in the English history. But Beatrice Windsor took the biscuit so to speak with her hat.
Let's not forget the outrageous riots in London in August that destroyed buildings that had survived the bombing raids of London.
Yet in it all we venture forward to 2012 and the Olympics being held in the Capital and also the Queen's Diamond Jubilee.
It has been a year that has seen good and bad throughout this world.
My advice as you reflect, is to look around England take the good and discard the bad. England is full of history and a country built on its determination and drive to keep going no matter what.
So as you might well leave England to go home from the hols. Grab a Blue Nose toy, or a book of English history or box of tea, but if anything you take from my England take that you going there are now apart of your own history and what you will tell your children or relatives to come.
Bye 2011.
Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights
There's always room for one more.

What to do on New Years Eve 2012

Well if you are in England to see 2012 in here are some of my suggestions. I like Jamie Oliver and his wonderful books if you in London check out his restaurant called Fifteen
Reservation and general enquiries lines are open Monday to Sunday from 9:30am to 9pm.

Telephone:+44 (0)20 3375 1515

Fifteen London
15 Westland Place
London N1 7LP

Jamie Oliver has done so much to inspire young chefs and young people to eat correctly.
I suggest you find a good olde English Tea shop and have a good olde cup of tea along with your fish and chips.
You might want to find a book to take back with you that translates some of the things that we say. Like Telly and tea towel to name a few.
Trafalgar square is the place to be in the evening or if you are in Scotland well they celebrate into the wee hours.
Where ever you are in England for New Year's Eve make sure that you are with British folk. It is an experience you will never forget.
Let's not forget you and I for five hours in time will be in two different years. How cool is that!!
Now you may ask if I was in England where would I be on New Year's Eve. I would be with my dear friends either Julio and Eunice and their church or the Aspinalls and Kulesas at their church. If I was really wanting to do something special I would be on Tower Bridge with my amazing friends as I love Tower Bridge.
So enjoy and if you don't get to go to Jamie's restaurant buy one of his books. He is great.
Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights.
There's always room for one more.

The streets of England

While we are in the spirit of Christmas I suggest you walk down the streets of London, or villages. Stand for a moment in time and take in the magic, the history of my country. Smell the saltiness of the sea, smell the bakery and the fish and chips. Listen to the talk between people at the grocery store and others along the wind swept beaches. What can you take from this country of mine?
You can take one thing for sure we are proud to be British, proud of our heritage and to think you have walked the streets where perhaps Romans have walked, ate sweets from the world famous Cadbury company and had a good old British cup of tea.
You have experienced what many dream of. Take notes, save sweet wrappers and newspapers cherish these memories for years to come.
One thing I ask of you, just don't view England as that dreary rainy country. Because it is simply way more than that. Walk the streets, be a part of bringing in the new year, have a pork pie and bacon butty sandwich, look at the amazing castles, churches and countryside and then when you leave England you will have a bit of her in your heart.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights
There's always room for one more.

Traditions over the Hols

As a child we would listen to the Queens speech I probably thought it was rather borrowing. Since moving away from England I value listening to her yearly speech. It helps me feel connected to my England.
I encourage you to listen to it.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-16328788
It really talked about families and the importance of them. I was very encouraged.
http://www.archbishopofcanterbury.org/articles.php/2292/
Here is another link for the Archbishop of Canterbury's sermon.

Also here is another link to the traditional Boxing Day swim. They surely are much braver than me.
http://www.edp24.co.uk/news/picture_gallery_boxing_day_dippers_at_cromer_overstrand_and_mundesley_1_1163212

In all your adventures through England over the Holidays take time to be a part of my England. Listen to the Queens message, laugh and pull crackers, make memories in a country that you will never ever forget.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights
There's always room for one more.

Merry Christmas Eve. Twas the night before Christmas

I thought it was appropriate to post this poem tonight.
From my family to yours may God bless you all.


Twas the Night before Christmas Poem

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights
There's always room for one more.
Merry Christmas to you all.