Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
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The Chicken Monsters
by admin - 15:35 on 27 December 2013
Christmas has been a restful time at The Rural Retreat, its peace marred only by the occasional gale outside and even greater volume inside since Matchgirl introduced The Pride to roast chicken as a festive treat.
The Chicken Monsters needed no encouragement to tuck in. As soon as the two-breast pack was opened, The Tabby Terror was up on the kitchen worktop and away with half of it in her mouth. The tug of war needed to retrieve the purloined poultry elicited the same growls produced when we attempt to rescue a mouthful of wildlife.
Since then, the slightest intimation that chicken is about to appear produces a feline feeding frenzy followed by a three-way eating race, serious plate-licking to extract every last molecule of flavour, and a search of floor and worktop for any overlooked shreds of meat.
Fortunately, they do settle down eventually, doubtless to dream of more chicken.
Yuletide has been less fraught for humans who've done little during the last three days. The traditional festive veggie lasagne was enjoyed on Christmas Day, and again on Boxing Day, and much television watched as the weather's not been conducive to winter walks (although Matchgirl has made a couple of damp training runs ahead of her Malta half marathon).
Top Christmas viewing (in my humble opinion) was the reprise of Open All Hours, although snooty reviewers were not impressed. The Morecambe & Wise compilations were also well received inside The Rural Retreat, especially by Matchgirl The Foreigner to whom much of it was new.
So my favourites both had Seventies roots. Does nostalgia mean I'm getting old?
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