Christmas was great, from the candle-lit carol service at the parish church to the Christmas dinner so large that we had to stop and sleep between courses. Much amusement was provided by my brother's hangovers, my parents' cats and my elderly aunt's comments about my seasonal hair and lack of bloke. I'm now back home and baking cakey-buns in preparation for New Year in Devon. Chocolatey smells are wafting gently round and I'm starting to drool. I suspect that dribble in the keyboard is not something recommended in the manufacturer's handbook, so I'm off...
Sunday, December 28, 2003
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