It’s Christmas Eve. The cute dogs where I’m house sitting have finally settled down to sleep. I’ve watched Love Actually, a tradition every year; enjoyed a deliciously sweet bath, the product of a Father Christmas bathbomb; and am settling down into bed.
I wish you all the merriest of Christmases tomorrow, wherever you may be, and however you spend it. I’ll be swimming in beautifully warm, sunny weather, awaiting a traditional Christmas meal.