Saint Nicolas

I aftes var jeg til koncert. Min nevøs kone skulle spille til Benjamin Brittens "Saint Nicolas Oratorium" i Grundtvigskirken. Det var så flot og hyggeligt at høre. Historien om den "rigtige" julemand blev både fortalt og sunget, selv om jeg godt nok undrede mig over det stykke, der hed "the pickled boys". Hvad kunne det være?
Det viste sig at være en legende om 3 drenge, der under hungersnød blev slagtet, saltet og stegt, men lige inden de blev spist, blev de vækket til live af Sankt Nicolas. Aha!

Last night I went to a concert. My nephews wife was playing for the Benjamin Brittens "Saint Nicolas Oratorium" in a big church close to my place. It was awesome and very nice at the same time. The story of the "real" Santa was told and sung, although I was wondering about the piece called "the pickled boys". What could it mean?
Turned out it was a legend of 3 boys, who got butchered, salted and roasted under a famine. Right before they were eaten, Saint Nicolas brought them back to life! Aha!

Herhjemme fandt jeg noget dejligt garn. Lækre pastelfarver og guldtråd. Kunne blive en flot hue!
Men det kunne også blive en flot gave...... Til en, der bedre kan bære pastelfarver end jeg kan.
Kunne også være det skulle blive her hos mig. Det er svært!

At home I found some lovely yarn. Nice, soft colors and a golden thread. Could become a very nice hat! But it could also become a nice present..... For someone happier about pastel colors than I am.
Could stay with me too, though. So tough!