Porthleven again.

Back to our usual Christmas Cornish hidey hole. Called in at friends in Newquay on the way down. Stocked up with groceries. Watching the sun go down.

Perfect.

Except number one son isn't with us for the first time, due to his newly acquired job.

He's invited friends round to ours tonight.

Heaven help us.

*goes and pours a large Baileys*