Finished

Hot chocolate in bed for me now. I spent a long time arranging the presents so the paper is aesthetically pleasing, even though they will be opened in a few hours (and most of them I will be asleep).

Alexander, just before his bedtime, brought me the bottle of ibuprofen. In his mouth he had already inserted the thermometer. I'm not sure if this initative means he feels better, or worse. Hoping we're all feeling better in the morning.

I was watching carols but Coronation Street and the ghost of Frank Butcher's teeth seemed to have infiltrated the programme, so I turned over to The Terminator. Suits my mood perfectly.

Merry Christmas everybody!! xx