29th November 2024
The first snow of the winter fell overnight, not a huge amount, just enough to provide a white covering.
We were preparing for our belated thanksgiving dinner when Kelli received a message from her mother giving doubts about joining in. Yet another kick in the jewels as we had cleaned the house from top to bottom, and set the oven going with the large turkey breast. There was some rapid messaging with Kelli’s brother, Matt, finally it was agreed that we would take all the food we were preparing, up to Mum’s house.
As everything was cooking, we saw a fire engine parked art the bottom of Larry’s driveway with all the lights flashing, this is not a good sign.
I saw two firemen enter Larry’s house, then an ambulance arrived and reversed up to the front door. After a few anxious minutes they brought Larry out and placed him on a gurney. As I have mentioned before, he is not the most healthy person, so it is likely that it was his heart or lungs.
So the put him inside and eventually drove him to hospital.
The turkey looked wonderful as it emerged from the oven, there were small potatoes roasting in the bottom of the tray, and the smell was wonderful. With the aid of a couple of oven gloves I carried the dish to the truck along with the stuffing and gravy. I had my bottle of red courage and a corkscrew, a device non existent in that house.
We brought everything inside, and noticed Matt was still preparing his special potato dish.
“What!” I thought, he had all morning and most of the afternoon to do it, and he waited until we arrived. I was a little pissed at that, luckily we had our roast potatoes and we didn’t have to wait another hour for his to be ready, what a pillock.
The meal was amazing if I can say that myself, there was plenty for everyone and after two glasses of wine, I even forgave Matt.
The evening concluded with the picking of names for the secret Santa, a tradition we adopted a few years ago to reduce the stress of present buying, I got Kelli’s mum.