Merry Christmas!

Christmas Eve already, how did that happen? Lunch with George since he can’t come round this evening as planned, another good non-alcoholic beer discovered, also that putting sliced Brussels sprouts on top of a burger is not the best idea and definitely doesn’t make it ‘festive’.
Home to make the punch (great), sausage rolls (excellent) and cheese pasty things (almost excellent) then drinking and devouring while watching Uncle Buck. Class!
Then it was time to dress the rather desiccated tree (great shape, shame about its age), get the presents out, open the prosecco, destroy some wrapping paper, light the candles on the tree, pour more prosecco, eat some sweet stuff, pop open a beer, blow out the candle before pine combustion point was reached. That was it, a fine Christmas Eve in our wee bubble.

Merry Christmas folks!!