Christmas lights

So goodbye to the kiddiewinkles in the early afternoon and then I bussed up to Tynecastle - and hallelujah - Naismith is back! He scored one and laid on the other. Apart from that, we toiled against a ten man Hamilton Accies side who were pretty poor.
So, to the diggers to follow and MrT was there too - he’d nabbed F’s spare ticket. So that meant drinks of a festive quantity. Can’t say it assists the digestion later on though. My stomach felt like a washing machine. Roll on January I say.