mISSing

Santa's sleigh (AKA The International Space Station).

Almost managed to catch the ISS on it's pass between the clouds here, but they were fairly scudding along and it must've shot by under their cover. I'm sure he'll it'll've been spotted doing its rounds by plenty of wide-eyed kids elsewhere.

Back to co-ordinate the Christmas Eve curry, with the men of the house taking over kitchen duties whilst the women watched various flavours of A Christmas Carol on the TV. Thirsty work it was too, needing lots of beer to get through the whole task. Now moved on to the 'If it ain't done now, it ain't getting done' stage. 

Have a Christmas cracker of a day tomorrow all, catch you all on the gut busting, waafer-theen-meent tipping point on the other side.