That’s what I feel like. Not in a bad way – just gradually relaxing…
More important than Santa – although he was there too.
More important than the Fat Controller – although he’s a clue.
[We went a bit shy at this point.]
This is the VIE we went to see – and he gave us all a ride, as did his friend Duck – all very well organized by the Didcot Railway Centre.
A good time was had by all.
Then one girl and her dog came to spend the night with us while her mum and dad celebrated their anniversary.
Today Gran and Grangrad have been recovering. And Quality Control is getting over her sulk.
Actually I spent most of the afternoon working on my essay – the first draft is finished, so I’m going to sleep on it and have another look at it tomorrow – yes, I mean tomorrow, as we have the big family do at Babybel’s on Boxing Day, and Wensleydale has volunteered to cook.
Mmm – cooking Christmas lunch or writing an essay?
Wonder if he’ll swap?