Christmas Eve. I was ready and organised.
Not much to do except collect the turkey and a few last minute bits. I was so on top of things, I had time to enjoy a coffee in an exceptionally quiet Costa.
Drove a round trip of 50 miles to collect Grandad.
Went to the 4pm Children’s Service in the church at the end of our road. Oh, boy, it was so cold!
And Elvis? With Wolfie.