“You are all to come to Pemberley at Christmas” so writes Elizabeth in her letter to Mrs Gardiner in the very end of Pride and Prejudice.
We are going to have lots of people here for Christmas this year, I have a feeling it’s going to get pretty crowded. Especially as it is now -25 outside (according to the online converter I found, that would be 13 degrees Fahrenheit), so no one will be wanting to spend too much time outdoors. Brrrr…. We are going to be at least 14 people here, possibly 19, depending on whether one family will make it or not.
So like I said, it’s going to be crowded. Ah well. A house the size of Pemberley might be nice… 😉 I actually suggested to my family a while back, that we should give our house a new name; Pemberley! I thought it would be sooo cool to be able to say that I live at Pemberley! It would be much cooler than “Västergård”! But maybe it wouldn’t be very fitting… I also had this idea that all the other houses in our village could take names from Jane Austen’s novels too; there could be a Nethefield, Rosings Park, Hartfield, etc. And then we should rename the whole village “Austenville” or something. Wouldn’t that be nice?! I didn’t quite manage to convince all the others though… 😛
Anyway. It’s almost Christmas. The house is cleaned and decorated, candy made, I’ve finished all my presents (yay!), people have started arriving, outside it’s snowy and freezing! Where I sit now I have the constant smell of gingerbead in my nose, since our gingerbread house is on a table right next to me. I’m not complaining though. 😉
I want to wish all my readers who celebrate Christmas a very, very, VERY: