I wish it would snow. Well to be more accurate, Louise wishes it would snow. It just doesn’t feel like Christmas. This cold, wet, dreich day is typical of recent winters.
We are trying to organise our Xmas activities. Xmas day – up early (after much prodding and ‘subtle’ banging about by Louise), head through to see in-laws and sister-in-law + 4 kids (probably bump into brother-in-law as well), stay there until late morning/early afternoon. Head to my parents, where my Gran will be. Stay there until late afternoon. Back to in-laws for Xmas dinner and far too much alcohol. Then Louise can drive us home, unless we sleep on a floor somewhere, which is more likely than not. I love the bustle of Christmas.