Christmas Eve

The electricity went off in the night - no storm - causing Pam a deal of angst as she thought she'd caused it. Washing her hands and splashing water onto the battery charger (?!). She didn't go back to sleep until it came back on.
Sara set and decorated the table ready for to-morrow whilst I made the stuffing - as requested - and the boys disappeared upstairs to the computer. After lunch, Mike drove Pam and I to a grog shop he'd found, cheaper than the usual and immense. Mike usually finds a couple of people there apart from himself; to-day it was heaving, with 6 tills open and 10-12 trolleys in each queue.
I made mince pies - we found Robertson's mincemeat in Cole's - whilst Sara prepared dinner. Harry joined in with the rolling, making faces on the lids and adopting a lump of leftover pastry which he called Timothy.
Pam played Josh at 100 pin bowls on the Wii and won again, there's no stopping her now. A photo of the table layed for our delicious evening meal of lamb cutlets, roast squash and pecans, square potatoes and salad, washed down with Oyster Bay Sauvignon Blanc.


Josh was in I Spy mode . We all played and it soon descended into farce, the words becoming dafter and more obscure. They're now watching Wallace and Gromitt 'A matter of Loaf and Death'. Very clever, we watched it last Christmas.
Happy Christmas to all my readers.......