SPOOKOO by christine norrie

A scribbling and scrabbling of little things.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Fairytale of New York


The Pogues with Kirsty MacColl - video



The Pogues with Kirsty MacColl - performance


Shane MacGowan singing a sad tale alongside the late Kirsty MacColl.

Everything about this song feels like Christmas to me: glittery magical lights, cold New York streets, and a touch of melancholy. The chick and I had a rowdy dinner with good friends at Grand Szechuan last night... presents exchanged, table decked with soup dumplings, loud chatter, glasses of wine and familial merriment.

We walked home together, a mild night, Sixth Avenue slick with rain. We giggled the whole way taking in festive decoration and lights. Her little hand starts tugging excitedly and she points to the top of a high-rise in the distance, "Mommie! I see Santa! Look, see that red light? It's Rudolph, they're coming!"

Once home, we put out the cookies and milk and she went to bed. Cat rolled in around 1am and we stayed up till 3, talking over scotch and leftover chinese cartons. The chick woke up us with her squeals of "Santa came!" And we opened presents, paper and ribbon everywhere, joyful smiling, so good to be together.

It was an amazing year, full of beautiful highs and sad lows... But I tell you, I cannot wait for many many days more.

Bless us all, everyone... wherever you are, whatever you may celebrate, as we come to a year's end. Glasses raised to all our dreams, loves, and life.

1 Comments:

Blogger Trish said...

Sounds *wonderful*.... you have me craving Szechuan now. Merry Christmas to my beautiful neighbors!!

December 26, 2008 at 1:35 AM  

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