There is a time difference of thirteen hours between Bro in NZ and us here in the UK.
It is too early in our afternoon to ring him though it is likely he will ring us during their evening which will be our Christmas Morning (that is unless I beat him to it).
Confusing isn’t it.
Theirs will be a merry household in NZ with family members visiting together with their partners and the grandchildren. It may well be manic, but it will be a happy manic filled with love and laughter, plenty of good food and festive cheer.
From what I can understand, Other Brother will also have a houseful over Christmas, and when I rang yesterday to thank him for the beautiful flowers they’d sent us, he was in the throes of being thrashed at snooker by his step son.
I will ring my Mum tomorrow evening when we get back as I have no idea what is happening there. There are five generations in the area that may well all visit during the day, or it might just be that Sis takes Mum next door for Christmas Dinner at the club where she is Treasurer (or used to be if she isn’t now).
This picture of Mum and I was taken in September before we found Humphrey.
Our Christmas Day will start early, getting up to walk the dog, have a quick breakfast, and then getting on the road to MOH for the day.
Apparently we are having a joint of beef for dinner, and he has got in supplies for the main course. Judging from our conversation, there will be a lot of it as he hasn’t quite got to grips with the fact that our appetites are only a fraction of his. We’re taking down a four portion Christmas pudding, mince pies, stollen, a panettone, some chocolate and crisps.
If past Christmas dinners are anything to go by, we will not be wanting to eat for a week afterwards, which is just as well as I have run my fridge down to empty, and have nothing in reserve for our return.
We have been given some rather surprising and extremely pleasant gifts though, one being vouchers of some considerable value for our supermarket of choice (we can use some in their restaurant) and MSM put together a fruit basket for me which is totally awesome.
We also have a couple of squishable pressies from other boaters to open (I’m so excited as I have no idea what they are!) plus of course our ten pound dash results.
Ours will be a Very Merry Christmas here on the boat with just the three of us.
Just a couple of odd pics for you as I downloaded the camera today:
Fred and his scarf in daylight compared to the night watch
Me (and Maggie eating her dinner) wearing my now baggy jeans and a new jumper which was taken Dec 20th.
In comparison, this one was taken 7th November (with Maggie of course).
A special Note from me to you:
However you are spending or celebrating tomorrow, may you be with the ones you love and feel the warmth of the season whichever hemisphere you’re in.