Day dawned blue and bright..

I learned (from instagram obviously) that the Norwegians have a word for the weather just before Christmas, when it often gets unexpectedly warmer but I can’t remember what it is.  Something about cakes; so you’re baking cakes and it warms up the sky.  I thought of that when out in the sunshine taking pictures to send Penny on the Isle of Wight.  There was a huge red kite over the house probably wondering if Woody was worth eating.  

Rory returned to the UK - so is back in the usual kind of danger that the rest of us live with.   We had a quick chat, more tales to tell when he gets here. 

Walked after lunch then spent the late afternoon starting wrapping presents and watching a BAFTA film whilst doing them. As per.  This time I watched Rye Lane.  Annoyingly my BAFTA screening portal which is now effortless to use won’t work on my iPad, I assume because Fremantle control the software.  Very annoying. 

In the evening we watched the penultimate Slow Horses (so good!) and another Vigil which is always fun.  Let Christmas commence!