Christmas has arrived

Mrs Smith has had to spend the day in bed with laryngitis. The Christmas Tree arrived. I’m not allowed to do anything with it. Quite rightly. But it looks like it’s a good ‘un.

I watched Liverpool scrape a win against Palace with Joe before I ran him down to Haddy to get the bus. Listened to Man Utd lose while I drove Osh back home. Then watched Villa beat Arsenal. Somehow, Liverpool have managed to get to the top of the league. What a great day.

Mrs S is wrapped up in bed with food, tablets and a warm drink. Osh is eating a vegan pie, I’m watching the footie on repeat.