Our Christmas tradition. For fourteen years running, MTM and I have spent Christmas in Montreal. The same room at Hotel Gault, the same Christmas Eve gastronomy, and the same Christmas Day routine.
For those of you wondering which one of us has family in Canada, neither of us do. Our secret to a happy marriage is our Christmas tradition of not spending family holidays with family.
Christmas Day, we tune in to Radio Classique Montreal. They always broadcast a version of the complete Handel’s Messiah. (To download the best one ever, follow this link to the Dunedin Consort’s Grammy-winning version.) Without Handel, Christmas is incomplete. The whole pomp of it has come to represent the day for me. [A bit different from Hard Candy Christmas. ;)]
We listen to the Christmas speech by Queen Elizabeth II, recorded prior to her decampment to Sandringham House and broadcast on Christmas Day. Always, we order room service, sometimes breakfast and dinner, others breakfast only. Movies are always on the agenda. One Christmas, MTM suffered through the entire BBC version of Pride and Prejudice. I take a bath or two. We nap, and we watch the snow fall. With all my being, I try to beat MTM at cards and Yahtzee.
We never leave the room. Nue de Noel is the only way to celebrate the day. 🙂 If you’re around today, please share your Christmas traditions in the comments.
Merry Christmas, Dear Reader.
May peace, happiness and prosperity follow you throughout the coming year and in life beyond.