Christmas Eve

At last a bit of Christmas peace and quiet did descend upon the Pensioner abode - well I'd taken MrB off for a festive beer along at the Dreadnought. And there I did laugh out loud, yes indeed, at Mr Lezard's column in the NS. So amused was I that I actually tweeted my appreciation. And lumme, he replied! How happy was I?
So later, after a fine meal we were off to Wardie to the watchnight service - and we got there so early to secure a prime pew that they were still lighting the candles.
A most lovely way to start Christmas but... no 'in the bleak midwinter'? I may have to tweet.
Merry Christmas everyone.