No room at the inn, yet !

This is the attic bedroom of our youngest son who is coming home for  Christmas . For a brief period of time it has become the gift wrapping room . Boxes of gifts piled on his bed , bags of paper , ribbon , gift bags strewn in the floor . The ironing board up as it provides a wrapping surface at a suitable height , my CD player and a selection of Christmas music that my housemate prefers not to listen to.
Hopefully the wrapping will  be finished , presents delivered and the room cleared before he gets here . 

We ventured into the town centre this morning, the second time since March . People were masked but it was very busy and it will be sometime before we visit again. 

We heard some very good news about my dad , he is going to be able to visit family members over the Christmas period . The availability of rapid testing has made all the difference. What a relief!