Or Chanuka or Hannuka or Hanukkah or whatever way you want to translate the Hebrew – It really doesn’t matter. Pick the spelling that you like best. You will come up with at least six on any websearch.
And, given that I took home a Hanukah in a bag, I had a menorah to light (plus a mini which I can take on the road). Courtsey of Mary in Guildford – I have a quite useful present.
I think she is hoping that this will decrease my chances of losing my key all the time.
1830 was the get together time at the Chapel. Which turned out not to be the Chapel, but back at the Annex where we always meet. Not only did we have supplies, but we are resourceful.
Where some flat grills, boxes of mix, and a bit of oil turns into Latkes for a whole crowd.
I would have pictures of us lighting candles, but someone forgot to take a badge off. End result is that I had to delete some really great photos and you will have to settle for this -
as about 1/2 of the Friday night regulars. (Hey – Hammer – please notice that I have not forgotten my weapon!). Instead of simply lighting candals and leaving, we had a party.
All of this may explain why I did not attend the Egyptian Hospital Change of Command this evening. It seemed like more fun to go, share an evening, light candles, eat and relax.
And these are the last pictures of me you will see for a long time. I hate being in front of the camera.
I did mention food, didn’t I?