Merry Christmas

so it is finally here.

The big boys were not asleep until after 11pm. There were tears, tummy aches, wimpering such was the anticipation and excitement. I thought these things dissipated with age. Clearly not.

The presents are ‘wrapped’. If by wrapped you mean shoved in a cheap-arse bag from the $2 shop or in a sack of some description.

It has been a stonker of a year has it not? And many of you have been through it with me each gory step of the way.

I love this little corner of the world which is mine. I love that you are all in it. That I have you.

For that I am grateful. And happy.

May you all have a day full of love, laughter, too much food and plenty of fluids.