Garçon. The wine please.

The Moores are all here in Wales for Christmas. Hoorah.

I was guilted into a run this morning when I heard that my sister-in-law was already out there at 8.30. Struggled to get out but enjoyed it when I did. Bumped into the lovely Lalege after my run who admired my (hopefully not too sweaty) Chipolopolo jersey.

Headed out for Mum and Dad's where I had a win at Monopoly before the little Moores (and middle Moores) arrived.

Wine. Mexican food. Happiness.