Christmas

Monday found Gwilym and I in a mobile phone repair place getting Gwilym's Christmas present fixed. Oh well. Then hurtling round the Simply market supermarket just next door for last minute supplies - the things we'd forgotten, such as extra chicken for Christmas Eve, meat for Christmas Day...

Christmas Eve our meal with our ex-naighbour went very happily.

Christmas Day the family was augmented by just one person, a couch-surfer who's borrowed a flat for the Christmas period. Gwilym found some pieces of beef that were reasonably priced, then reduced to half-price, so we got them, then started to worry about what to do with them.

They looked like steak, but the label just said "viande bovine" (cow meat) in that especially appetizing way... I decided to throw caution to the wind and cook it briefly in a very hot frying pan after anointing with olive oil, mustard, salt and pepper. We found the steak knives (!) and had the steak with chips. It was very good indeed ! Dessert was Christmas Eve Chocolate log and Mint Spies with mincemeat made from the excellent Sorted recipe, slightly adjusted for taste and availability...

The Queen. Doctor Who. Scrabble. Jenga. You know how it goes.

Yesterday, Boxing Day, it occurred to us that we ought to get on and write our Christmas letter, so we applied ourselves as one man to the task and sent it out to everyone up to I. J onwards will follow today.




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