Only five days to Christmas and it’s been a hectic time for this blogger! I attended a candle-lit Christmas Carol service at a local church a few evenings ago. In carols and verse the message of Christmas was remembered. A new life was brought into the world, full of promise and expectation; to bring peace in troubled times.
In the flickering light of the alter candles and the dark shadows cast by the rising columns of stone to the vaulted roof, we band of worshipers shared a communal companionship. As a humanitarian gesture and in the spirit of Christmas the vicar had invited some of the destitute of Weston to join us for this service and ensure they had a hot meal afterwards.
On Saturday, the first of two market days at the museum, the craft stalls in the exhibition room were so numerous that it was a tight squeeze between them but there was adequate frontage for the public to peruse the displays. From home knitted ware to fancy cards, to the Friends of the Museum stall of bric–a-brac, there was a diversity of products to tempt the buyers and free refreshments waiting for them afterwards in the palm court. The children were suitable entertained with music, balloon twisting and exploring Santa’s grotto, ably assisted by enthusiastic museum staff colourfully attired as elves.
I detected a satisfying end to the day for many stallholders. It certainly was for the Friends, who, despite one of their volunteers rushed to hospital-and we wish Vivien a quick recovery, made the event a success.