So here it is

The dog woke us up before the kids did, but went happily back to sleep after nipping out to the garden.

At six, Andy ran through the house yelling - in proper Noddy Holder style - "It's Christmaaaaaaaas!". To be fair, he'd told us this was his plan, so it's hard to complain.

George and I seem to have spent the best part of the day making his Lego Star Wars kit, and we're only half-way there.

The goose was cooked, and like it, we were stuffed. Nobody could face pudding, so we took Stella for a walk instead - she seemed to enjoy the game of dog-rugby the boys devised.

Doctor Who and a glass or two of wine sounds like a plan now, I think.