On Friday evening, we attended a party at a friend's farmhouse. It was a lovely drive through the dark and the snow, along winding roads. On arrival, we found our festive host, lovely decorations, delicious food and drink, and a roaring fire. More friends arrived. We were 19 persons in all.
After we'd eaten and chatted for a nice long while, we started the "Yankee Swop". I'm not altogether sure we were following the proper rules--they changed a bit in progress--but it was great fun.
I didn't open a present myself, I took one somebody else had opened. She didn't want it. I thought it was hilarious.
It's a photograph of a not-terribly-famous and mostly unknown religious personage. I won't attempt to explain the significance.
As the evening wore on an angelic infant was decorated with devil horns. But we were surrounded by priests--6 or 7--therefore felt we were in no danger.
With so many ordained persons about, most of the gift items had a religious flavour. The Chap ended up with this one:
We can make toast imprinted with the Virgin Mary's image, and auction it on Ebay!
I thoroughly enjoyed Holiday Party #6. This week I've got #7 and #8, after which I shall close my social calendar!