November/December is of course party season as everybody gets into the mood for Christmas. And I seem to be in the middle of that. Anne and her sisters put on a lunch today in honour of their parents' wedding anniversary. Anne put out cold meats and salad and the other ladies brought along stuff too, so there was plenty of good nosh.
Ralph looked pretty glum when I arrived but, after a while, all the jolly chatter livened him up so much that he even gave us a jokey riddle to solve. None of us could do it. But the answer was amusing.
There were profiteroles for dessert and there were two left over when everybody had had one so Ralph and I declared male privilege and polished them off.
There was much talk of clocks as Anne had just that morning got the family mantelpiece clock back from the repairman. I was rather horrified that Anne has got the repairman to silence its "dong". It is an hourly chiming clock but Anne says that its "dong" is horrible. I lived happily with Westminster chimes for many years -- which mark not only the hour but also every quarter hour -- so I was unsympathetic.
There were of course various discussions about food and I mentioned that dripping is back in vogue. Leading chefs are using it again with their roasts, fish'n chips and even in cakes and lasagne. That was received with great interest and comment as we had all grown up on dripping cookery -- before the great oil takeover some decades back.