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The collected opinions of an august and aristocratic personage who, despite her body having succumbed to the ravages of time, yet retains the keen intellect, mordant wit and utter want of tact for which she was so universally lauded in her younger days. Being of a generation unequal to the mysterious demands of the computing device, Lady Bracknell relies on the good offices of her Editor for assistance with the technological aspects of her journal.

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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

And a peacock in a pear tree...

Regular readers will be unsurprised to learn that Lady Bracknell is not generally enamoured of modern Christmas decorations.

Anything both affixed to the exterior wall of a house and plugged into an overburdened electricity supply (particularly if there are chasing lights involved) should, in Lady Bracknell's considered opinion, be consigned to oblivion in perpetuity. And the sooner the better.

However, the Editor has a colleague with an enviable talent for producing quite exceptionally beautiful, elegant and tasteful decorations to mark any number of occasions.

So taken was the Editor with these lovely peacocks that nothing would do but that she fetch her mobile telephone at once and commit them to photographic record for posterity.

The Editor has assured Lady Bracknell that she did not manage to capture so much as a fraction of the visual impact of these gorgeous creations, and that, "You had to be there".

Nevertheless, Lady Bracknell considers the photographs (poor shadows though they be) to be worthy of a wider audience.


Blogger BloggingMone said...

This looks very nice! If it comes to Christmas decoration I too favour a few, but very nice things instead of lots of kitsch (that has become an English word in the meantime, hasn't it?). People in our housing area have decorated their houses with all kind of strange illuminations. My husband remarked that it is more than likely that a pilot of an airplane will misstake the area for an illuminated runway. Can't wait...

9:49 am  
Blogger Lady Bracknell said...

Lady Bracknell will be keeping her fingers crossed that Mone's fond wish will come true.

It couldn't happen to a more deserving sector of the populace.

9:53 am  
Blogger Wilf said...

I really like your decorations but I think I like my singing white Christmas tree with flashing baubles a bit better.
Happy Christmas, Lady Bracknell!

7:40 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


As you know, the Dude family is seldom troubled by notions of good taste or restraint - which is why our small maisonette at this time of year resembles nothing more than an explosion in a tinsel factory.

However, even I can appreciate the great artistry and imagination which has gone into these beautiful artefacts. And having seen some of the lady’s other creations I can testify that they are all as decorous as this example suggests. Indeed it might be observed that the lady is possibly in the wrong job – although, to be fair, it would be hard not to say the same of at least 20,000 of her colleagues!

I wish your Ladyship, along with the Editor, Madam Casper and young Master Bertram, the happiest Christmas imaginable and look forward to resuming chauffeuring duties early in the New Year.

I remain your humble retainer


PS I realise that this is not particularly likely but, in the event that your Ladyship is presented with an opportunity to exchange greetings with Pop during the Christmas Holiday, perhaps you would be so kind as to convey to him also the Dude’s festive felicitations?

8:50 am  

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