Friday 25 December 2009

Chistmas Eve

After the hard driving and plain stress of the day before, we decided to take things really easy indeed. In fact the day began slow and we relaxed from there on in.

We did not go out, and in the evening failed to go to the local church either, and to the hotel for the folk singing afterwards.

Jools was upstairs doing a new tapestry, and I was doing photographic stuff down here in the living room. We listened to a radio show on the BBC i-player, and then had a lunch of crusty bread with stinky French cheese and some Stilton too.

In the afternoon I made another batch of mince pies, this time with thinner pastry as I had learned from the first batch, and then another jug of boozy egg nog from a recipe sent from an internet buddy of mine from Oregon.

We also forsook the carols on TV and radio, the ballet, Swan lake, also failed to hold our attention. Mid evening I cooked steak and sautéed potatoes, washed down with red wine (me) and cider (Jools).

All was quiet, I check to see where Santa was with NORAD, and as he neared England, we went to bed, lest he see we were awake and miss us out.

I love my wife so much......

We woke this morning to find he had left us a wonderful pile of things; books, CDs, DVDs, malt whisky, a home brew kit, clothes, fridge magnets and, from Mother, some pretty useless kitchen things.

Pasta Perfecto with free bonus personal size

And slippers.

Out with Homer, in with Mr Perfect!

And Ug boots for Jools; not proper ones, but still.

Boots

And so later we will head to Jools' Dad's for dinner with the family, which will be an experience for me, and back here for the latest Dr Who at 6 to find out if time itself will end; I think not.

Merry Christmas to friends and contacts

Merry Christmas to all my friends.

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