by Bernadette Nason | Dec 4, 2012 | Uncategorized
My mum was a single parent with three children under the age of seven. She became aware, after Dad went away, that Christmas was turning into an unhappy time for her little children, a time of worry and stress. God alone knows how worrying and stressful it was for...
by Bernadette Nason | Dec 3, 2012 | Uncategorized
LITTLE tree little silent Christmas tree you are so little you are more like a flower who found you in the green forest and were you very sorry to come away? see i will comfort you because you smell so sweetly i will kiss your cool bark and hug you safe and tight just...
by Bernadette Nason | Dec 2, 2012 | Uncategorized
In 1987, when I worked the Jebel Ali Hotel in Dubai, I had to work on Christmas Day. I’d asked about a December vacation but at one of our busiest times, it was out of the question. I’ve read Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol every December since I...
by Bernadette Nason | Dec 1, 2012 | Uncategorized
In an old abbey town, a long, long time ago there officiated as sexton and gravedigger in the churchyard one Gabriel Grubb. He was an ill-conditioned, cross-grained, surly fellow, who consorted with nobody but himself and an old wicker-bottle which fitted into his...
