You know me so well

The beautiful bottle is a present (Christmas or birthday) that could not be carried but had to be opened.

More packing in the morning and reluctantly deciding that two yellows would have to be replaced by a large black. Still a few things to add though. 

Then off down the road to the street Christmas get together. Very sociable but the roads are treacherous. I baled on the thought of heading to Margiotta after. 

Dinner was yesterday's leftovers and then D and K arrived with much stuff. Despite the heating being on for most of the day the house still felt cold and I snuggled up in the front room with Strike, while they did 'Strictly' through the back. 

It is a real winter. We probably need it.