plenty, plenty presents. it started at 6.15 with a thud as carpet biter 2 crashed out of bed and the opening continued at a respectable pace for quite a long time.

i love the feel of a full stocking and the surprise at the omniscience of father christmas

they had stockings, we had stockings, grandparents had stockings. what could be better?

plenty more presents, plenty beef, wine, nuts, pudding, and nice things that come after lunch.

only two people cried. no-one was sick. there were no duff pressies and dr who...

and i tried not be embarrassed while my parents watch little britain with us (luckily mum arrived after the rudest bits). a good time was had by all