Christmas walk

Cold and bright.

Blue skies and soggy underfoot.

Sorry for anyone who has been discomfited by the weather.

We have power to cook the goose and light the tree.

The fallen trees will fuel someone's stove, next year.

The family came around, save one who is with his love in the wilds of Northumberland. We bear the guilt that there was too much food.

Happy Christmas Blipsters, wherever you may be, be thankful for what you do have and raise a glass to absent friends.