RIBA Grand Designs House of the Year

Whilst M and I were bonding over football yesterday, H arrived giving us the rare full set of Mogs.
She was working from the sofa.
I went out for a cold run. It was beautifully misty and sunny but so cold that the phone died after 20 minutes...
M had C’s car so C drove off in the TT. Or rather say in the TT ringing me up to ask how it worked (it takes a long time to find the rear wiper controls because it doesn’t have a rear wiper).
I then nipped over (in car number 3) to mum’s where my brother’s side of the family were gathering. M joined us and we all had fish and chips...
Then a drive around delivering the local cards...
In the evening, the traditional meet up with the A’s where, in a new tradition, there was a build-and-decorate-a-gingerbread-house competition. Modesty forbids mention of the winners but our house did have elements of understated minimalism and structural stability that were lacking in the other entries...