Christmas Day
Up and at ‘em. Salmon and scrambled eggs, and Bucks Fizz for breakfast. Then struggling to weigh the turkey on defective scales. Once this accomplished Lorraine forcing cranberry and herby butter under its skin and into the oven it went. We dragooned everyone, especially Mason, into helping to prepare the mounds of vegetables which were all cooked in their various ways. Mum and Maureen swigging the rum that had been used to soak raisins in and generally giggling naughtily over the mince pies. Lorraine jetted vegetable oil into her fringe lending her a strangely authentic cook look.
I got some amazing presents including a painting from Mum and Mas, a new man bag and the Larry Sanders boxed set from Lorraine, and a Chelsea duck and a DVD of Cave of Forgotten Dreams from Beth.
Went for a short breather in the park with Mum, Mase, Pat and Maureen before Christmas dinner. Marvelling at hardcore joggers and peering into the dormant newt pond.
Home, and Janet and Ken arrived soon after. Janet looking brighter but still with her arm in a sling. Ken on good form and lots of talking. Then a large Christmas feast, and a good deal of chatting afterwards. It was Betty's first Christmas for five years not at Mark's but she was cheery all day, despite being the youngest person there by decades.
Ken falling asleep later, so he and Janet zoomed off in a taxi and the rest of us settled down to watch some Ice Age animation, which I enjoyed heartily.
Below Pat, Maureen, Mas and Mum; a Christmas Betty, and general non-flattering tucking in shots with Janet and Ken... Bottom, me at the head of the table after two large rum and cokes, and running about like a blue arsed fly.
Up and at ‘em. Salmon and scrambled eggs, and Bucks Fizz for breakfast. Then struggling to weigh the turkey on defective scales. Once this accomplished Lorraine forcing cranberry and herby butter under its skin and into the oven it went. We dragooned everyone, especially Mason, into helping to prepare the mounds of vegetables which were all cooked in their various ways. Mum and Maureen swigging the rum that had been used to soak raisins in and generally giggling naughtily over the mince pies. Lorraine jetted vegetable oil into her fringe lending her a strangely authentic cook look.
I got some amazing presents including a painting from Mum and Mas, a new man bag and the Larry Sanders boxed set from Lorraine, and a Chelsea duck and a DVD of Cave of Forgotten Dreams from Beth.
Went for a short breather in the park with Mum, Mase, Pat and Maureen before Christmas dinner. Marvelling at hardcore joggers and peering into the dormant newt pond.
Home, and Janet and Ken arrived soon after. Janet looking brighter but still with her arm in a sling. Ken on good form and lots of talking. Then a large Christmas feast, and a good deal of chatting afterwards. It was Betty's first Christmas for five years not at Mark's but she was cheery all day, despite being the youngest person there by decades.
Ken falling asleep later, so he and Janet zoomed off in a taxi and the rest of us settled down to watch some Ice Age animation, which I enjoyed heartily.
Below Pat, Maureen, Mas and Mum; a Christmas Betty, and general non-flattering tucking in shots with Janet and Ken... Bottom, me at the head of the table after two large rum and cokes, and running about like a blue arsed fly.
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