End of the Year, 26 - 31 December 2015

More first time experiences for us.  We were in the Holiday Inn and enjoyed a good night's sleep.  A full English breakfast was provided with other foods as well.  We both enjoyed the selection of foods.

We were surprised at all the people in the hotel.  There were loads of families and extended families.  Last night when we checked in there was a full fledged party going on in the lobby.  The chairs and tables had been pushed back and a live band was providing music and song while guests danced the night away.  Young children were everywhere and they were all dressed in party dressed and Sunday attire.    The hotel had an indoor swimming pool and on the way to breakfast we noticed it full of guests, mostly children, enjoying a swim and water play.

I guess I had never thought of other ways to celebrate Christmas as we have always be at home, with family, or with friends, in a home setting.    Not sure I have ever thought of going to a hotel for Christmas.  Yet, here we were spending Christmas night in one!  Too funny.  We then recalled one of the British missionary couples was going to a hotel with their extended family for Christmas.

We were on our way to the American Cemetery and Memorial located in Cambridge.    The sat nav took us on a goose chase until we called and got clear directions.  We were about a mile away and drove right to it.  The sky was starting to clear some and the sun shone here and there.  We stepped out into a sharp cold wind so jackets were snapped and zipped up, earmuffs and caps in place, and a mental resolve:  "I can do this!"  If we waited for the weather to clear to go sightseeing, we would never go anywhere.

This is the only World War II American military cemetery in the United Kingdom.  The site was donated by the University of Cambridge.  The British government authorized use of its land in perpetuity as a permanent burial ground without charge or taxation.

After forestalling German invasion in 1940, the United Kingdom became the hub of offensive action against Axis powers in Europe.

Old Glory flying proudly on the flagstaff at the end of the cemetery.

The demands of World War II called again upon American youth to defend the liberties of free peoples.  Young Americans lost their lives long before Pearl Harbor, as merchant seamen rallied to the British cause in the Battle of the Atlantic and American Eagle Squadrons joined the Royal Air Force in the skies above Britain.

Graves from the flagstaff to the back of the cemetery.

The U.S. commitment to liberty and democracy brought more than 3 million Americans to the British Isles in World War II.

Those buried here lost their lives in the skies over the British Isles, and in preparation for the battles to be fought on the continent.  There are more than 3,800 graves.

From the back of the cemetery toward the flagstaff.

Looking down the mall to the memorial, you can see the wall with the tablets of the missing on the right.  There are 5,127 Missing inscribed on the wall.  The four statues (a soldier, a sailor, a pilot, and Coast Guardsman) guard the tablets of the Missing.

 The doors going into the memorial.

The memorial interior contains a large battle map and a chapel.

There is a seal of each state on the windows of the memorial.  Dad is watching me take the photo.

We headed home from here and stopped at Blue Water Mall to look around.  Dad had gotten me a bracelet for Christmas and it was too big so we got it exchanged with only a 15 minute wait in line.  The mall was buzzing with shoppers all over the place.  It was a true Boxing Day sale, much like Black Friday in America.  We included lunch at Five Guys and then were back on the road.

We hadn't been home very long when the Jensen's invited us to play Pinochle.  Off we went and had a fun evening.  They have moved into the lodge and are only two doors down.

The last few days in the temple this year were interesting.  We worked the a.m. shift and did not know what to expect.  There were very few periodic workers in, so it was just the missionaries.  Patrons surprised us by coming in each day in good number and there was plenty of work for everyone to do.

I received an email from Joel Campbell.  His parent's family has been friends with my parents and our family for years.  He came across photos of my dad from when he lived in Corrine, UT and had emailed them to me.  What a surprise and very much appreciated.  

Barbara Burnett Redford and Jack Farar, abt 1943.  Joel said these two pictures were taken at a ward social recognizing those in the military.

 Barbara Burnett Redford, Jack, Lois Read, wife to Douglas Campbell, Joel's uncle.

When dad graduated from high school at Box Elder, his brother Herb and his mother took the bus to be there with him.

We did the regular tasks of cleaning the flat, laundry, ironing, errands, shopping, etc.  Our shift ended on the 31st and we were ready for a break.

Our 31st celebration consisted of dinner with the Jensen's and then games of Pinochle.  Just before midnight we went to the lounge where the Brooke's and Rayton's were ready to bring in the New Year watching the fireworks celebration at Big Ben and the London Eye.  It was a fantastic display and worth the effort to stay awake to watch!  The photos turned out so well I could not leave any of them out!

 From the ground.

 Big Ben is the coolest!  When I listened to him striking 12, I remembered on our tour standing right next to him when he struck 12 that time.  It was awesome!

 It looks like confetti everywhere.

 Can you see the London Eye peeking out?

 Brilliant!

 Check out the outline of the buildings.  Could this be a scene out of Harry Potter?

Christmas and 22 - 25 December 2015

The temple was open for only two days this week, Tuesday and Wednesday.  Patronage was regular and we were busy for the most part.  The Christmas spirit was in the air and everyone was happy and joyful for this week.

We did our last minute shopping on Wednesday and invited Sister George and Sister Russell for dinner.  Since we were on the late shift, we ate at noon.  We enjoyed their company and the food was great as well.

Christmas Eve we woke up, packed up, and headed to Ely in Cambridgeshire.  Our goal was to attend midnight mass in Ely Cathedral.  We have never been to a midnight mass and many have said we should go.  Ed, the man we shared a table with at Five Guys in London suggested we go to Ely Cathedral.  So off we went and arrived just before 12 p.m.

Ely Cathedral was made a Cathedral in 1109.  The monks knew that only the best can ever be good enough to offer to God.  They built this massive church as an offering to him.  Worship has taken place here ever since as an echo in words and music of their practical work as builders.

We walked to the cathedral arriving just in time for the Crib Service.  New experience for us.  There was a live nativity which included children and a donkey. A narrator read the story.  A boy's choir sounded heavenly adding a tender spirit to the event.  The enormous Christmas tree inside was a sight to behold.  We received a picture from a friend of their beautifully decorated Christmas tree, but when we saw this tree I thought:  "That isn't a Christmas tree (the picture we received);  This is a Christmas tree!"

Merry Christmas!

 The choir conductor is playing the grand piano with choir boys in the lofts to each side of him.

 The surprise donkey.  He walked right by me but I didn't know he was coming until he passed.

 The nativity is complete with angels, shepherds, wise men, Joseph & Mary, and baby Jesus.

 The wise men bring gifts.

We walked through the cathedral and enjoyed the many stained glass windows and the painted ceilings throughout.  We took pictures inside and out and visited the gift shop.  They had several nativity sets and I was delighted to find several I liked.  We took our time and settled on one that will be a great addition to my collection.

The front door where we entered.

 Large murals are painted on the ceiling depicting stories from the Bible.

 Another ceiling.

 The rostrum.

 Choir chamber.

 Organ pipes.

A view of the ceiling from the choir chamber back to the front door.

 Stained glass adorned the cathedral everywhere.

Barbara looking inside one of the chapels.

We headed back to the car and drove to The Castle Hotel where we stayed the night.  The clerk was very pleasant and answered all of our questions.  We found the room quite comfortable.  Since the next day was Christmas, they were not doing a hot breakfast so they brought a bag of breakfast foods for us.

Our room was straight through and to the right of the entrance.

We made our way  back into town and walked up High Street in search of a place to eat.  We went into one place and was not happy with the choices on the menu and walked back out onto the street.  We found Subway and had our Christmas Eve dinner there.  And, it was tasty and we didn't have to wonder what it would be like, etc.  I guess we are just simple folk.  Dad said it didn't feel like Christmas Eve and I agreed it didn't but being to the Crib Service with little children and families all over the place with little ones running here and there did provide a Christmas family feeling.  The cold windy weather was hard to cope with.  The wind blew in our faces swirling our hair this way and that.  Thankfully the rain had stopped before we exited the cathedral and there was sunshine when we came out.

We spent the evening relaxing and enjoying being warm.  I got out the Nativity and set it up in celebration of this day and tomorrow.

It is made out of olive wood from Jerusalem.  All the pieces are individual.

Jeanna called to wish us a Merry Christmas.  It was nice talking with her and hearing how her family is doing.  She has all the children home and of course everyone is excited about Jackson's wedding on 2nd January 2016.

We dressed warm and left at 10:30 p.m. for the cathedral.  Parking was easy to find and we walked the rest of the way.  We entered and others were already seated.  We were able to sit on the third row by the electronic organ.  We heard the choir warm up and watched the last minute preparations of props and candle lighting.  

The Nativity had been moved to the front of the stage and created a beautiful sight with the tree in the background.

The Eucharist began at 11:30 p.m.  "At Christmas heaven comes to earth; earth is raised to heaven, and we join our voices to the Angel's song of praise:  'Glory to God in the highest And peace to his people on earth.'

Throughout the evening we listened to the spoken word, heard the voices of the choir sing praise for the birth of Jesus, and we joined the congregation in word and song.  The music resounded throughout the massive cathedral filling the air with even toned notes coming together in harmony.  The electronic organ played with the pipe organ to give the music depth, and depth it was given.  Some voices were very high and angelic sounding.  The Bishop, the Deacon, and other members of the clergy, along with the choir were dressed in flowing robes of white, red, and beige robes with some trimmed in gold, etc.  The silver was polished to a brilliant shine and candles lit in addition to the lighting.

As I sat participating in all that was happening and listening to the words that were spoken, I realized that these people, people of the Church of England, are just like us and everyone else basically.  We believe in God, in Jesus Christ, and that He came to save us from our sins.  And, the most important part is that Jesus Christ is love and we are to follow his example and love all people.  That is the gospel of Jesus Christ.  We along with all people are trying to live good lives and do good to all men through loving them.  The difference from their practice of religion and the way we practice religion is that we have the priesthood, the authority to act in Heavenly Father's name and thus have the constant companionship of the Holy Ghost, the teacher of all truth.  It was indeed a feast of Christmas celebration and well worth being to.

Christmas Day dawned with us not waking up until after 8 a.m.  We enjoyed the breakfast provided, got ready for the day, packed our bags, and headed to Huntingdon.  Brother Doughty, the temple recorder had invited us to Christmas dinner.

It began raining shortly after we got on the road.  We stopped at Kimbolton Castle on the way.  It is used as a school today.  Katherine of Aargon, the first wife of King Henry VIII and mother of their daughter, Mary,  died there in 1536.    King Henry banned her to the castle after he determined their marriage was illegal.

This is the gatehouse into the castle and its grounds.  Of course it was closed, but I did get out of the car and took this photo in the rain.

We arrived at Brother Doughty's home in the village of Molesworth and were warmly greeted.  We were invited into their thatched roof 'barn' home, complete with rafters visible throughout.  It was pleasant to walk into a warm Christmas atmosphere with gracious hosts, he and his family.  Before long the other guests arrived, the food was served up and we sat down for the meal.  Table gifts adorned each plate and Christmas crackers placed at each napkin.

From left to right:  Diana and her husband, missionaries on a church farm,. Rick and his wife, missionaries on another church farm.  Jessica, her mother and father from the Doughty's ward.  Doughty's son, Ben, his wife Katie, daughter Vivian and son Jarvis.  Leslie Doughty (wife), daughter Alice and Beth and their friend from Canada.  Us.  Leslie's 90 year old father joined us at the table. 

 Brother Doughty took the picture so here is one of him.

After the blessing on the food, we took our plates into the kitchen to fill them with mounds of delicious food.  The bowls and plates and pans on the island contained boiled potatoes, roasted potatoes, corn, carrots, broccoli, cauliflower, brussels sprouts,  peas, parsnips, sweet potatoes, pigs in a blanket (small sausages wrapped with bacon), sausage pinwheels, stuffing, turkey, cranberry sauce, and a jug of gravy.  It was a feast.

We all joined in conversation with events from our lives and memories of the Christmas season.  The food was a good topic as it was delicious and we all wanted Leslie's recipes and secrets.  We unwrapped the table gifts and after eating we popped the Christmas crackers.  Everyone shared their jokes and showed off the tiny gifts inside.  Vivian's table gift was a set of play makeup and she was busy applying in all sorts of places on her face.  Jarvis was trying his best to take it away from her, but she won out in the end.

Dessert was Christmas pudding with ice cream, hot homemade custard, and real cream.  Leslie made the pudding, sealed it, and aged it in the refrigerator for a year.  These are her instructions for eating it:

"The pudding is very rich so just take a little bit of it.  You can add ice cream or custard or cream of if you want you can add any combination of them including all of them!  Whatever you put on top, put a lot."

The pudding tasted just like the pudding we had last year at the Vowel's and we are neither one a fan of it.  So, you can guess that we put lots of topping on our portion to make it bearable!

Our time had come to an end and we thanked our hostess, said goodbyes and went our way.  Back out into the rain, we headed to Cambridge where we spent the night.