Panadol and Wine

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

It is Christmas and it is all going down. It has been a full on family day here in Papamoa.

Yes, I have a headache.

Tiggy has been a big help. We have hung out together pretty much all day.

The highlight of my day was this conversation:

FEEFS: Did you tell Symon dad's news?
CARO: No! And I wish you hadn't told ME either!
ME: What?
FEEFS: Turns out dad is getting more action in the rest home than the rest of us put together.
ME: You mean with the old lady in the next room?
CARO: She must be NINETY.
ME: And he just announced this?
FEEFS: No, I got it out of him.
ME: WHY? Why would you want to KNOW that???
FEEFS: So I could tell Caro.
CARO: Ugh.

They carried on in this vein...

FEEFS: I can't wait until I'm like, eighty. I'll be doing it all the time.
CARO: But you'd still be married to Craig.
FEEFS: Oh.

Now we have drunk all the drink and eaten all the pav. And it is time for an old fellow Xmas nap, I think.

S.