Perfect

The snow makes Christmas perfect. My need for a perfect Christmas, for all the best reasons, may have made me a bit grumpy on Christmas morning, but walking into town in the snow was just perfection.

Of course living up the hill meant my thermals and double layers had me searching for toilets to strip off layers.

Honk Kong made such a mess and with 2 hours to changeover the boys and I had to work hard.
After all that effort in a mitchelin man suit I didn't linger and headed home. I'd rather do sales shopping from the comfort of my daughters armchair. We may have mocked her purchase of a 'reading chair' but it's been a wonderful addition.