'Twas the night before Christmas...

...and all through the house, ten people were cooking, watching TV, reading, insulting each other (largely in an affectionate manner), wrapping presents, playing computer games and writing blog entries.

I am at my parent's house with the entire clan around me. It's going well so far, with few voices raised in anger, and the gin freely flowing. I have spent the whole afternoon cooking, and I have just been banished from the room the wrapping is taking place in, in order that the others involved may wrap presents for me. Yay!

In my usual accident-prone manner, I've been injured several times already, although whether it counts as an accident when someone hits you in the eye with a roll of wrapping paper, or pulls you off a cabin bed, is open to interpretation. I did, however, draw blood with a potato peeler. I guess I'm not losing my touch.

So today's all about the baking and wrapping and singing of carols, and preparing for the big event tomorrow.

Christmas stockings first thing, with a breakfast of croissants. I will be going to church, but that's more for the singing than the religion. When we get back, other presents, followed by much peeling of potatoes and sprouts. Christmas lunch will involve buckets full of bread sauce (Yummy!) and lots of wine, then we'll all settle down for an afternoon of lazing, possibly punctuated by a nice walk.

Anyway, my dears, a very merry Christmas to you, and a happy holiday season whatever your religion or social beliefs.

*raises a glass*