The best wines, the best meats
Too busy to pen my own I present one of my favourites from Thomas Hardy.
To the uninitiated the myth is that all the animals of the field kneel and pray on Christmas Eve, their own midnight mass.
May you all get the Christmas you deserve.
The Oxen by Thomas Hardy
Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.
“Now they are […]
'Tis all a Chequer-board of Nights and Days Where Destiny with Men for Pieces plays: Hither and thither moves, and mates, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
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