One More Sleep

Unless we've forgotten something (too late to worry about that now) our Christmas preparations seem to have been remarkably efficient this year.

So, as we only had to get a couple of last-minute things today, we headed out to North Berwick. A spot of lunch at the "old school" Italian restaurant, then a wander about as the sun went down: top stuff.

Called in to see some friends on the way back to exchange gifts, and among other things, there was a bottle of port for me, and Battleships for Matt. So now I can spend my Christmas teaching him how to play, while giving myself gout in a most delightful way.

Have a good one tomorrow: I hope Santa fills your stockings.