It was cold, not hot for a change, still no snow yet, except the 'fake-snow-in-a-can' sprayed into the windows.
The first christmas in the UK was not bad at all, we had to suddenly rush out and buy a camp table for the extra guests, and loaned some chairs from the folk who live 2 doors down. The boys had tonnes of pressies, so nothing missing there.
Garry standing guard over the debris field after the dinner.
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