New Year with the drawbridge up

New year started at 5am for me, unable to get back to sleep again afterwards, I eventually got up and fed the cats, made tea, and cleaned up Calliope's vomit. Plus ça change. As a consequence felt somewhat wan during the day and slept on the sofa this afternoon. Heard from Robin and we arranged to meet virtually on Monday morning.

A day of not going anywhere or doing anything, which was fine by both of us. Spoke to Mum and Mas, and later  Lorraine skyped Sam and Jade and Sian. Then L and I watched Murder on the Orient Express tonight, the version from the seventies, which we both enjoyed. Ate more nut roast, and confined ourselves to a small nip of port in the evening, and drew our curtains on the world.