Hope you all had a good holiday (if you had one). I had a nice, quiet, Christmas with my brother – pink and purple sparkly cowboy hats, dancing round the kitchen to Nik Kershaw at 5am, making up songs about our Maths teacher from 1993 – you know, a proper traditional Christmas like in the olden days and that.
The other significant event occurred at a family Christmas gathering, when my Mum unwittingly used Uncle Geoffrey’s special Weetabix bowl to serve up some trifle. Pretty major stuff, as I’m sure you can imagine.
I’ll leave you with these delightful festive images of me and Ben getting into the spirit of things, and return soon with a proper posting.