Monday 3rd January 2022

Bank Holiday

Official New Years Day.

Or something.

So, the 18th day of the Christmas holiday, and the final one before the working year begins on Tuesday.

There was a million things we could have done, I suppose. But in the end we took things really easy.

After getting up well after half seven, we had coffee, breakfast and second coffee.

Jools did some cooking, something for to eat during the week once she went back to work.

And then we played cribbage.

Cribbage is good as it can be a very short game, and owes little to skill rather than how the cards fall. After two days spankings, I get my revenge and the series is now tied at 2-2.

I take a shot for the picture of the day.

And then lunch.

Lunch was yet another Christmas dinner with turkey and all the trimmings. THe turkey has done us ten meals; four with Mike and George, then two dnners each last week, and now this final one, where we eat the last of the bird.

I make Yorkshires, roast potatoes and the rest of the vegetables steamed in our new new steamer. Only let down was gravy which I to make from some from a tub I got from Tesco and some Bisto powder. It was OK, but the leftover not worth saving.

But all in all, it was magnificent.

We were good and had no wine with it, just squash and tonic water. But still good.

Then there was some football.

Of course.

Derby away at Reading, which ended 2-2 after the home side were two up with four minutes to go, and then Man Utd v Wolves, which Wolves win 1-0 and deserved to.

Another new dawn fades for another new Utd manager.