A Pre-Christmas Blog

It twas the day before Christmas, and all the through the house;
Both the kids they were stirring and winding up the spouse...and the other spouse.

Only one day to go now and the boys are ridiculously over-excited and trying to throw the rulebook out the window. The naughty corner has been a very crowded corner indeed.

The weather outside is an unseasonably mild 8c and I made the most of it by taking Ciaran on a walk earlier.

We walked through a sodden and muddy Flitwick Wood to take in some nature and escape the Christmas telly repeats and sit-on-your-arse-all-day festive culture. It also served the purpose of helping me to energise my mildly-hungover head which was still suffering from a 10-pint pounding at our works do over 36 hours earlier!

Ciaran's little nose was Rudolph-red in no time, and I made him run after me to keep his warmth up.

Our Christmas presents are all wrapped and neatly concealed under a large white blanket in our bedroom. This may well be the last year we get away with such basic deceit as Ben is ever more the wiser and will be more so in 12 months time. It will have to be a nocturnal venture to the loft next year.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to introducing Ciaran to the 'Twas the Night Before Christmas' for his bedtime story tonight and next on my list is helping the kids get their letters off to Santa.

Merry Christmas to you all and best wishes for the New Year!