It Really Takes The Biscuit

Lazy day of indulgence. 

We went to the pub, there was a lot of hot wine on offer.

We mulled it over, then imbibed greatly.

Mrs I gave out gifts of boxes of chocolate biscuits, and got boxes of chocolate biscuits in return. 

We came home and drank tea and ate chocolate biscuits. They are good for the arteries, apparently.

I walked Hollie dog and Mrs I lit the fire. 

Now settling down to eat a hot meal and watch several episodes of Celebrity Yorkshire Auction House.

Even the great and good have come to the same conclusion as we did. 

You can only cope with so much clutter for so long. 

Downsizing is the future. 


Merry Christmas!