Merry Christmas

I have learned, through repeated readings of The Christmasaurus, that when we leave treats out on Christmas Eve, the carrot is for Santa and the milk is for the reindeer.

I almost feel guilty about the fact that, every year, I always insist on leaving out a glass of whisky. I thought it was for Santa. Honest.

I’m still convinced that Rudolf would prefer a mince pie, or even some cheese and biscuits, rather than the same carrot he gets at every house he visits. But this is an argument I lose every year.

But the snacks are out and all that is left is for me to wish a Merry Christmas to everyone.

Wherever you are, and regardless of how (or if) you celebrate the Mid-Winter festival, have a great day.

It’s not even December…

The Sint hasn’t been yet…

But there is a Christmas Tree in Brussels.

At around 6:00 AM on Thursday the Christmas tree bound for Grand Place finished its journey to Brussels, ready to prepare for the launch of the seasonal festival in the city at the end of November.

Welcomed by Alderman for Culture, Delphine Houba, the tree was erected shortly before 8:00 AM under the eye of Mayor Philippe Close.

I was going to wander out at lunchtime to take a look but work got in the way. Luckily, however, you can watch it on the webcam.

It doesn’t move much.