Around here, the festive season kicks off in mid-November when the city’s Christmas lights are officially switched on. From that point on, just about every weekend is filled with fun activities and our own traditions that help to make this time of year special. 2016, for all its ups and downs, was no exception, so if you’d like to know a bit more about how we’ve been celebrating the season, read on…
I have to say, in previous years I was never too bothered about the Christmas lights being switched on. I don’t know if it’s because there are so many people about or if it’s because when we were living in the flat I could basically look out of the window and see the lights, but actually making the effort to go out was never something I really fancied. But this year we decided to brave the crowds, check out some of the performances and get into the spirit of things – this being our first Christmas in our house, we really wanted it to feel special.
It was probably one of the coldest weekends we’ve had this winter, with freezing fog and frosty paths, so we were well wrapped up against the elements (this was the weekend we managed to arrive at parkrun looking like a “his and hers” catalogue page in our matching winter kit!). Once in town, we went to see some reindeer and what was possibly the cutest donkey I’ve ever seen in my life!
But what we were really interested in was taking place on the children’s stage (or “chidrens” as the signage said – oops!). That’s right, we had ostensibly ventured out to see an act from our childhood. – Basil Brush. You probably have to be UK-based and of a certain “vintage” to get that one, but I can confirm that the audience was mainly made up of adults around our age, accompanied by some token kids to make it look a bit more acceptable! I can also confirm that it was hilarious.
We also enjoyed a browse of the market stalls that formed part of our chocolate festival (yum). No photos since it was so busy, but I don’t think we’ll ever forget the sample of VERY strong mocha gin we tried!
The following Sunday our city was celebrating again, this time St Andrew’s Day. It wasn’t quite so cold, but definitely got chillier as the day went on. We began the day with a short trail run before meeting up with Steve’s cousin who was visiting from the US (she’s Canadian but now lives in the US) and going for a walk up Kinnoull Hill together.
After that we needed some hot drinks to warm us up, then Steve and I headed off to see the real draw of the day – The Red Hot Chilli Pipers. They’re always fantastic and it’s great to have something like that happening in the middle of town. I was already enjoying the festive season and it wasn’t even December yet!
But as if that wasn’t enough celebrating, the following weekend I took Steve out for a meal ahead of his birthday (which was inconveniently on the Monday!). We had a delicious tasting menu and wine flight, neither of which made for the most fleet footed running the following morning!
We also put our Christmas tree up that weekend, leading me to declare our first Christmas in our new house officially underway!
And in an odd twist, the weather in the week after this became very mild. On the Wednesday it was still 15C in the evening, which wouldn’t be out of place in the summer, so I decided to go for my midweek run in shorts. It seemed really strange to be running in the dark in a pair of shorts, but I definitely wasn’t cold, in fact I regretted having worn a long-sleeved top! Taking my photo next to the Christmas tree afterwards was, of course, obligatory in order to mark this unusual occurrence!
Then just four days later, still in fairly mild weather, I was dressed like this for what has become an important tradition for us: a Santa run.
You can read more about our Santa Dash experience here.
With two weeks still to go before the big ho ho ho, there was still plenty of fun to be had! Coming up in part 2 – our most important Christmas tradition of them all…
What are your traditions at this time of year?
How does your town/city celebrate the season?