It was a very understated affair this year. I spent the morning home alone - cooking, sewing, cleaning and running which was strange but not unpleasant (have clearly spent far too much time by myself this last few years). When we did eventually start the festivities we had a really really lovely relaxed evening - absolutely delicious food, lovely wine, a few very nice pressies and the dogs (especially George) had a lovely time. I missed my beautiful girl but I slept like a log Christmas Day night. Always a good sign.
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