snow house!

The Bullivants arrived for Christmas fun and poor old Eve, who had been beside herself with excitement, came down with a sickness bug. She was such a stoic little patient, never complaining but declaring sadly that she was concerned she would never feel better again. She barely even noticed the buffet and the puddings which she had so looked forward to. My poor girl! Meanwhile, Zeke became a lethargic sad sack so we thought he might be going down too. But when he realised he had 4 of his aunts and uncles under one roof, he revived and attacked the trifle with the gusto of my late, great Grandad. We should have called him Jim.

Lovely to spend time with the family but so disappointed that it was marred by poorliness. Miss B was last sick at 5am but here’s hoping she’ll be better in the morning. I’ve promised her that I’ll create a special Eve buffet when she’s recovered.