It’s been a memorable Christmas.
It was the first Christmas in thirty-odd years that my three sisters and I have spent together. Amazingly there were no fights or fallings out, even though large quantities of alcohol were taken (mostly by me). A good time was had by all (as far as I can remember). My cockles were thoroughly warmed.
But let us remember the true spirit of the season. Soppy family stuff has its place but, let’s face it, what really counts is the presents. Here are some of the highlights:
The other-half received a fetching beardie hat:
|Coming to a park bench near you|
The cat received a new box:
|What you looking at?|
But perhaps I was the luckiest of all. Look what I got, gift-wrapped of course:
|My cup runneth over (but at least I can scrub it clean)|
The scourers were a present from the other-half. He will be sleeping in the shed for the foreseeable future.
Next stop New Year's Eve. Have a good one everybody. After that I will be back on the herceptin and taking up Clean Living. Stand by for some very boring posts.