Tuesday, 25 December 2007


Half an hour to go before Santa arrives, so just thought I'd say happy, happy and thanks and love you, to all my blogging pals before I collapse into bed.

Just incase you were worried I managed to get a goose and everything else so Christmas will be Christmas in the Moffat Shields household for yet another year. I've been on my feet preparing and cooking and ... fuck knows, for several days now, but it will be worth it if I get The Letters of Ted Hughes tomorrow, if I don't well...

Anyway, hope you all get what you want and more, much love and thanks for keeping up your visits, Eryl X


Kanani said...

Hey, let me know how you cook that goose! I've never cooked one and can only find them frozen here.

Anyway, I too would like that very same book. I think the only book I requested this year was Alice Waters's "The Art Of Simple Food."

xxxooo have fun tomorrow!

Paul said...

Hey! Merry Christmas, Eryl!

I got the Graham Greene Letters, so I'm happy.

Have a great day

Paul x

Mary Witzl said...

I got a (very cheap) violin (the bridge has since broken) and Thirteen Reasons Why. But I get to read all the books my kids and husband got, so I'm sitting pretty!

Eryl Shields said...

Kanani ~ I always roast a goose in the same manner as I do crispy duck only for longer due to the size. That is make sure it is very dry, rub it all over with salt but don't use any fat or oil, put it in the hottest oven possible and then after half and hour turn down the heat to just over medium and cook for another two or even three, depending on the size, hours. You do need to pour off the fat that melts into the roasting pan a couple of times. I use this fat to roast the potatoes in, it makes them very crisp and delicious

Paul ~ Graham Greene, yes he sounds like a very interesting man. Hope you enjoy his letters as much as I am already enjoying Ted's.

Mary ~ A violin, gosh, do you play? One of my dearest friends plays, she insists not very well, in two orchestras. I'd love to be able to play an instrument.

I did get the Letters of Ted Hughes, much to my delight, and also a parrot skull which is amazing.

You are a very lucky woman to share a house, and life, with three other readers and thus share their book collections. Adorable as my husband and son are, neither of them read much at all. Though I always get them at least one book each in a frail attempt to encourage them. I don't know what happened to Bob, by the time he was seven he had exhausted the entire school library, but since discovering film he hasn't read at all. I sometimes wonder if watching a film is the nearest thing he can find to being read a bedtime story. I read to him at night until he was thirteen, I wonder if that was too long now. Did I smother his ability to enjoy a story in his own mind, use his own imagination? Oh gads!

Mary Witzl said...

I have a friend who was a great reader as a child, then stopped completely for almost a decade, only to take it up again when he was 25. There is hope!

Come over to my blog when you have a chance: I've given you an award.

Dr Maroon said...

I was not worried about your goose.
What a selfish swine I am.

Eryl Shields said...

Mary ~ Coming right over.

Doc ~ That's you off my list.

Dr Maroon said...

You love it, you know you do.

Eryl Shields said...


Kim Ayres said...

What do you intend to do with the parrot skull?

Eryl Shields said...

The parrot skull, Kim, is a thing of beauty in its own right, so I intend merely to look at it. It's on my mantlepiece now, tiny, fragile and perfect, with a bright red beak.