Santa's little helper

Mrs D's day job gets sorely stretched at this time of year as our former Employee of the Year has to add delivery woman to her CV. Doesn't help when we have boxes the size of dog kennels delivered to the office. I will have to slip her another gin to stay in her good books. 

As for the rest:

A difficult day for some members of the family. More hugs. Times like this you wish you were a Marvel superhero with "fixing it for others going through a bad time" as you superpower. 

My Santa wig and beard bought the office to a laughing halt today. And here was I thinking it would make me look distinguished ...