Christmas
Christmas day. Slightly fitful sleep at Lorraine's house, with squares of bright moonlight falling onto the walls through the velux windows. Up to a slice of toast or two with Lorraine and Pat and Maureen. Still felt incredibly full after last night's meal at Anton and Anna's house.
Lorraine made a hasty mackerel pate, and got the turkey in the oven. Then, via a slightly forlorn Calliope, folded Sam into the car and drove off to see Beth at Mark's family. The Gandey family kind and welcoming as usual. Slightly embarrassingly, however, we had forgotten the presents we'd bought for them. Nevertheless Richard plied me with nice cold Guinness for second breakfast. Good to see Mark looking less peaky than when I last saw him suffering from food poisoning.
Then back to Lorraine's house, general running about getting things ready. Pausing to open presents. I got a boxed set of Frasier DVDs, a smart fleece, wine glasses from Lorraine, a fascinating new Encyclopedia of Brighton from Anna and Anton, a 'P' scrabble mug from Oskar and Klaudia, and a DVD of The Inbetweeners, who I find really funny, from Beth.
Janet and Ken arrived, and we spent some leisurely time picking at finger food watching Lorraine finish off the cooking, and chatting. Lovely to see them, and Christmas Dinner was all that could be hoped for, and the bronze turkey particularly succulent. All groaning happily at the end of it.
A general slump on the sofa to watch a Wallace and Gromit DVD before Christmas pudding. Strange how Wallace and Gromit seems to be the perfect Christmas Day viewing. Janet and Ken had brought along some lovely cheese which none of us could face eating as we were so full. Janet and Ken getting on well with Pat and Maureen. Maureen inspired by Janet's bag that she made from fabric and applique of her own devising.
Later I found it difficult to go to sleep, and I lay in bed planning to lose 20kg. And reflecting how happy I had been to spend Christmas Day with Lorraine. Despite her having a heavy cold she did everything she could to make the day go well. She is the best of women.
Christmas day. Slightly fitful sleep at Lorraine's house, with squares of bright moonlight falling onto the walls through the velux windows. Up to a slice of toast or two with Lorraine and Pat and Maureen. Still felt incredibly full after last night's meal at Anton and Anna's house.
Lorraine made a hasty mackerel pate, and got the turkey in the oven. Then, via a slightly forlorn Calliope, folded Sam into the car and drove off to see Beth at Mark's family. The Gandey family kind and welcoming as usual. Slightly embarrassingly, however, we had forgotten the presents we'd bought for them. Nevertheless Richard plied me with nice cold Guinness for second breakfast. Good to see Mark looking less peaky than when I last saw him suffering from food poisoning.
Then back to Lorraine's house, general running about getting things ready. Pausing to open presents. I got a boxed set of Frasier DVDs, a smart fleece, wine glasses from Lorraine, a fascinating new Encyclopedia of Brighton from Anna and Anton, a 'P' scrabble mug from Oskar and Klaudia, and a DVD of The Inbetweeners, who I find really funny, from Beth.
Janet and Ken arrived, and we spent some leisurely time picking at finger food watching Lorraine finish off the cooking, and chatting. Lovely to see them, and Christmas Dinner was all that could be hoped for, and the bronze turkey particularly succulent. All groaning happily at the end of it.
A general slump on the sofa to watch a Wallace and Gromit DVD before Christmas pudding. Strange how Wallace and Gromit seems to be the perfect Christmas Day viewing. Janet and Ken had brought along some lovely cheese which none of us could face eating as we were so full. Janet and Ken getting on well with Pat and Maureen. Maureen inspired by Janet's bag that she made from fabric and applique of her own devising.
Later I found it difficult to go to sleep, and I lay in bed planning to lose 20kg. And reflecting how happy I had been to spend Christmas Day with Lorraine. Despite her having a heavy cold she did everything she could to make the day go well. She is the best of women.
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