Xmas Day Selfies

Not my best Xmas ever.  Dinner at the daughter’s, and as it has been for the past few years since the grandchildren were born a family event with both sets of in-laws and everyone doing a bit.  We do the meat and roasties.   I was thankful from the start that it was pork so our crackling expert (Mrs W) was OiC of roasting in the morning.
 
I’ve been a bit off for a couple of days and things came to a head yesterday (Xmas day/Sunday).  Consequently I was not the life and soul of the party (never happens anyway) and all that I managed was a few self-indulgent selfies.  Biskit was feeling put out and joined me hiding in the living room.
 
We got home early evening and I put myself to bed at about 8pm with a temperature of 38.2 C.  For someone who normally runs in the low 36’s this is a good jump.  Thank heavens we still have some paracetamol.
 
Please don’t expect anything great today (Boxing Day / Monday) either – I’ve been told that if I do not behave I will be sent back to bed again.


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