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Merry Christmas to me!

I've just ate and ate and ate and drank lots of champagne and had a most lovely day with my family.

The best bit was a 3 hour nap after breakfast and present opening.

I got lots of lovely art from my mother, a coat that my bro described as 'looking like something the evacuated children in Narnia would wear'  (Tweed) from Dad, and some brogues from Gran.

I also got 3 more lovely festive sparkly scarves (I LOVE scarves) some lovely perfumes, and some antique jewellery.

Tomorrow is the big family event at Grans. She's asked me to bring my Karaoke machine. Yay! - although I once bust my knee in a freak Karaoke accident, singing China in Your Hands and couldnt walk for 3 months. Forgive me if I'm wary. I'll pack my spare crutches.


Night x

Christmas

Despite being parched of sleep of late, I'm still somewhat lucid. Just about.

The photo above was the festive scene that greeted me at Mother's today. My sleeping situation and the weather has made me consider one of Frost's more famous verses;

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep.
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

He apparently wrote it after seeing the sun rise on a winter day after writing all night.

I hope there is at worst at least one line I write in the midst of this that I can admire as much as I do this wonderful poem.

Merry Christmas.

The Girl