Claus-lite

I think, and I may be jumping the gun here, but I think everything's under control.

The turkey is here, as are the presents (which are now all wrapped), the fridge downstairs is full of wine (& beer) the one upstairs full of food. Cake to ice tomorrow as per Evans' family tradition and celebrations kick off with 'civilized' drinkies at an expat house down the hill (the only downside to that being the walk back home).