We’ve had a great Christmas. DKI and Guy came round on 23rd for jollity and CD-burning fun.
Christmas proper passed quietly and with the least gorging possible – we’re all on a fitness jag (!) Now (Boxing Day), we’re all 3 purging our wardrobes, ruthlessly… this sometimes turns into an hilarious fashion show, as one or other of us parades up and down in 80’s gear to general ridicule and entertainment. Our loss will be the charity shop’s gain – later, to the sickhouse of H only, as Lady Beryl didn’t want us (and we know when we’re not wanted)…