Christmas Eve
It’s Christmas Eve, and after a lovely day out in the forest with the dog, we have left big daughter with her boyfriend at her house and made our way home.
The fire is lit, there’s wine in my glass, the dog is snoring and not so small daughter is already getting out her mince pie and carrot ready to leave for Father Christmas.
It turns out that some traditions are meant to be kept.
Wishing you and yours the most wonderful Christmas xx
