h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Well the year turns and the equinox is now behind us. Across the northern hemisphere the days grow shorter and the trees begin their golden dance as they show off their finery before settling down for the long sleep.

It is at this time that my family and I make our own preparations. At the end of the month we follow the geese and spend a short holiday in the Montagne Noir in southern France, the much esteemed Languedoc.

There we shall drink good red wine, pick walnuts and sweet chesnuts, dine out under the stars on fresh olives, goats cheese and still warm baguette. There is no TV or radio, only a CD player stocked with jazz, blues and classical music.

In evenings we will watch as the wild boar venture out and chase the rabbits to their beds.

I will raise a glass to all my friends here as we welcome in the Celtic New Year and bless each and every one of you. I will especially bless all those poor british druids, witches and heathens as they brave the frost to greet the sun on Samhain morn.

But that's not for a fortnight yet...so on with the games

Bright blessings,
Matholwch /|\.

Sounds lovely!

You're the equivalent of those who fly to the antipodes to celebrate Christmas on the beach in the sun, aren't you? Have fun!

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