Perran and Carenza requested I bring back pears as part of
my Christmas supermarket shop – I think they are indulging in festive,
partridge-themed role play.
I can’t believe it - on Christmas Day we actually managed a
board game like a proper middle-class family.
Should I see this Scrabble match as proof of our intellectual
attainment, or is it just a reflection on the poor quality of Christmas
afternoon TV?
We shan’t need to go outdoors for any more walks this
Christmas – it was so muddy that we seem to have brought half a field home with
us.
Carenza eats an unfeasibly large Christmas dinner and feels
the need to lie supine on a cold floor.
Like the photos!
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