Tale of two Christmasses.

My lass and I are lucky people. We get 2 Christmasses, a northern one with my folks and a southern one with my lass's folks. Today was the day to swap over.
It was a stinker of a journey down broken up by a horrendous visit to a heaving service station.

This late night blip of a plant is all the photographic proof that today even happen for the Khan Collective.