Posts Tagged ‘Christmas’

Beginnings (Not)


October 24th, 2021 Posted 9:32 am

First, many thanks to anyone leaving nice reviews on Amazon, as I see has happened from yesterday’s comments. Normally on Sunday we do beginnings, taking a look at the start of a Peter Abrahams novel, including those written under the Spencer Quinn moniker™. But I’ve noticed that there’s a whole thing going on of readers who’ve already bought It’s A Wonderful Woof, the Chet and Bernie Christmas novel that came out this week, waiting till closer to Christmas Day to actually read it. That reminded me of this passage from the book:

“Merry Christmas,” Johanna said. She slid the present across the table. “I think it’s the kind you like.”

“The kind of what?”

“Open it and see. I won’t tell Santa.”

“Who will you tell?” Bernie said.

“Huh?” said Johanna. “I just meant you don’t have to wait for Christmas Day.”

“What if I like waiting for Christmas Day?”

“Then by all means.”

So – we were opening the present? Not opening? I had no idea, but Bernie ended up opening, which was what I’d have done if I’d been Bernie. Whoa! What a thought! I wasn’t sure I was comfortable with it. What if I was Bernie and … and he was Chet! I knew one thing for sure. I’d give him a treat this very second.



Christmas in August


August 21st, 2021 Posted 8:27 am


Basket of Lights


December 21st, 2020 Posted 8:31 am

Christmas comes up just once in To Fetch A Thief:

We crossed the desert, dark and empty, except for occasional distant towns, like baskets of lights. Why I mention baskets of lights is because once when Leda was decorating the Christmas tree – always an exciting time for me, and I end up outside – the lights were all coiled up in a basket and Bernie plugged them in for a test. This was back when Bernie and Leda were still sort of getting along, before that breakfast where she took a sip of coffee and said, “This isn’t working for me.” At first I thought it was something about the coffee, and so did Bernie.


Christmas …


December 15th, 2020 Posted 8:05 am

… comes up a few times in Of Mutts And Men (the latest in the Chet and Bernie series, which can be read in any order without penalty). Here’s one of them:

“You take the fun out of everything,” Irene said. She tilted her head, smiled up at Bernie. “Why not throw in a bonus, Ezra? I know you give out bonuses.”

“Only at Christmas,” said Ezra. “And only to top producers.”

“You’re saying Bernie’s not a top producer?”

“Whoa,” Bernie said. “I don’t want a bonus.”

No bonus? With the state of our finances? Had Bernie forgotten about our self-storage in South Pedroia, stacked from floor to ceiling with Hawaiian pants, not one pair sold? It couldn’t have slipped his mind completely, because sometimes after a few drinks he says, “Hawaiian shirts are big, so why not Hawaiian pants? I just don’t get it.” And then there was the tin futures play. We would have been rich, except for an earthquake in Bolivia, or possibly the earthquake not happening. Bernie! Bonus! Yes!


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