Sparkles

Went for dinner (well, actually lunch - Scotland is very confusing when it comes to meal names; best advise: forget the dictionay) to my friend. While she was busy with the turkey, we were busy trying to set the dining table on fire. Nearly managed, but luckily just nearly.

I would have not thought it possible, but it seems to me that Scotts have even more food for Christmas lunch than Hungarians.

I think I'll have an early night today and a looong walk tomorrow.