Bags

Earlyish start this morning for a drive over to Barnsley.

Had to take a bit of a creative detour (I would be actually lost without Waze) to get there due to a closure on the M62.

It was worth it though as the meeting went well before we decanted to a delicious lunch at the local pub where we were given “Yorkshire portions” of steak and ale pie.

It was then a slightly easier drive home to collect the wee ones from my parents, but not before we were given our “1st December Bags” from my Mum. This seems to be a little tradition she has invented and the bags are usually full of Christmas-related goodies. In recent years the focus seems to have turned to Christmas pyjamas which the wee ones are always pleased with.

I was chuffed with my Joker lounging trousers and tube of jelly beans.

We returned home and then I let the wee ones loose on the Christmas tree - I’ve long since given up trying to direct what decoration goes where, choosing instead to just let them have free reign, which is exactly what they did (whilst dressed in their new pyjamas).

They did a cracking job, which was rewarded with some bit size pieces of stollen and a viewing of Arthur Christmas.

Lovely end to a long day.