I was a good boy

Blimey, the days just flash past at this time of year, don’t they. So, a quick recap before I head off to… er… lie on the couch or something… Christmas Eve was fairly relaxed. We finished packing bags, double-checked we had all the gifts we should, and settled down to watch the Muppets Christmas Carol. It’s a tradition that still manages to bring a warming tear to my cynical eye. Oh yes. Christmas Day was pretty damn good. Despite the fact my sore throat was blossoming into some rather disgustingly coloured phlegm, we ate like kings at my sister-in-laws house, even pausing between starter (prawn cocktail of course) and main course to chew on some Wild Hibiscus. Quite tasty. We …

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