It's the Third Advent tomorrow, and I have not even blogged about the week leading up to the Second yet... Well, here goes:
My train from Offenburg to Stuttgart on Monday (1st of December) was on time. I worked from home and afterwards met an old school friend at the Christmas market, where we enjoyed something to eat, a drink and most of all catching up with the goings-on in our lives. We've known each other since we were ten years old and still live in the same town, but manage to meet only a precious few times a year.
I liked the neatness of the month starting on a Monday; when I was little, I believed it should be so with every month, or at least with every year, and was quite puzzled when I first learned that the days of the week just continue no matter what.
Tuesday (2nd of December) was as sunny as Monday had been. The morning was frosty, but during the day it was as mild as 12C/53F - more than we often get in spring! I made up for the recent lack of walks and went on TWO walks: One pre-work walk, the customary hour with my friend which we try to fit in once a week (but often fail), and then I finished work early so that I was able to walk to Benningen without having to stumble across the fields in the dark. Sunset was at around 4:30 pm that day, and I timed my walk perfectly.
It wasn't pure bliss, though; there is so much work going on along the lanes where I usually walk that I came against barriers twice and ended up NOT walking to Benningen, but taking a stroll in the deer park instead, which was actually very nice with the late afternoon sun filtering through the mostly bare trees. No deer were to be seen, but some wild sheep grazing relatively close to the path.
Of the equally sunny and mild Wednesday (3 December) I could not really take advantage, as it was dark by the time I left the office. My sister joined me at my kitchen table for a session of writing Christmas cards, most of them to our family and friends in England, but also to Switzerland and within Germany. It was a nice way of doing this, having mugs of tea while we were scribbling away.
Working from home made sense on Thursday (4 December), as I had online meetings scheduled from 9:00 am to 2:00 pm with only 25 minutes for a bite to eat - no need to travel to the office for that. After work, my sister and I met at our Mum's.
Friday (5 December) saw the annual highlight in the calendar of my group of girl friends: The "Rubbish Secret Santa"! It is something we have been doing in this particular group of friends for 17 years or so, and at least 15 of them at my place. I have mentioned it on my blog every year, I think; for instance the 2019 post is here (I still had brown hair then!).
| Getting the table ready for a glass of sparkling wine to get us started. |
| I put up a few more Christmassy bits in the afternoon. |
This year, I was almost ready to cancel or postpone the event, since only two of the group could make it. Thankfully, my sister agreed to join us (she's never been, since she's not keen on such games) so that there would be four of us around the table. And guess what - in spite of the smallest Schrottwichteln I have ever hosted, it was good fun! (And I ended up with the biggest rubbish gift I have ever received at this event!)
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| Look at the size of it!! |
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| Oh my... what's this?! |
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| You can tell how happy I was with my rubbish gift... but I am pleased to report that the three "snowmen" (?) have found a good home - just not with me :-D |
| One of my friends brought silly things to put on our heads. |
O.K. deliberately arrived long after the actual game had finished, joining us for a drink and chat.
On Saturday (6 December), against our habit we only had a quick breakfast before heading into town. Rain was forecast, and we wanted to make use of the hours before that. A stroll in town with a few errands and purchases was followed by food and a drink at the Christmas market around lunch time.
| I made a new friend at a fashion store. |
Back home by 3:00 pm, we rested for a while before having coffee and heading back into town for another errand, something O.K. had meant to get in the morning but had forgotten about. Since we were already there, we had another turn at the Christmas market, which of course has a different atmosphere in the evening with all the lights, and many more visitors than earlier in the day.
We then retreated to my flat for good, and I made a kind of Shepherd's Pie for us.
| A sweet and pretty Advent calendar I got from my Mum. It's got foxes, too! |
The 2nd Advent Sunday (7 December) was here! We went for a walk after breakfast and had coffee and Christmas cookies at home later before briefly popping in at my Mum's for an errand (more on that in a later post).
| Pre-breakfast coffee with Christmas cookies |
| Two candles to light already! |
At a little after 5:00 pm, we walked into town; the Christmas market was of course in full swing, but that was not what we had come for: My Mum had given us tickets for a concert in church! There were seven of us altogether, and we had the best seats up on the gallery.
| The organ was behind us, but not part of the concert. |
A wonderful choir, an equally wonderful orchestra and great solo singers were performing Johann Sebastian Bach's "Magnificat" - a beautiful, very moving piece of music. His son Carl Philipp Emanuel Bach wrote his own version of the "Magnificat", and this was the second half of the concert. It was very interesting to hear how father and son had composed on the same theme, with a distance of some 20-odd years between the two works. I greatly enjoyed both but was touched more deeply by the older one.
| The choir and orchestra getting ready. I love to watch the preparations, and from the gallery we had the best view of course. |
| Everyone in place. Shush! Mobiles off! |
It was a great early Christmas present from my Mum, and a very appropriate thing to do on an Advent Sunday.
Click here for the wikipedia entry about the "Magnificat" (in English) - and if you have time and feel like it, find it on youtube; it's about 27 minutes long.
When we came out of the church, it was raining; we didn't want to eat at the Christmas market with water dripping from every stall but went to the pub instead, just across the market square. Food and drink was enjoyed, and then O.K. had to leave - he still had a 150 km drive ahead in order to get home.



I always have the impression that Christmas is a much more religious festival in Germany and Scandinavia- well, in Europe generally. There's much more of the true spirit of Christmas, which is largely missing in UK.
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