So, after all the months of preparation, present buying and the general build up, Christmas is now once again over for another year.
The children have been kept momentarily quiet with the novelty of their new toys, and the Christmas films on TV, and I’ve consumed my body weight in mince pies, Pringles, and glasses of wine resulting in a stomach that feels a lot like a bowling ball.
Boxing Day here consists of going to visit the parents for a Christmas buffet – turkey sandwiches, cheesy jacket potatoes, bhajis, crisps and a table full of other goodies which explains the stomach overload.
Next stop will be the local pub for a night out and more wine supping, on top of a glass of my dad’s home made ‘blow your head off’ wine, which I’d better not drink too much of before venturing out or I’ll just be asleep on the sofa instead.
Merry ‘Hic’mas and hope you’ve all had a great one! 
Glad to hear your having a good ‘suicidal Sunday’. Enjoy the pub tonight.
Hope you survived it all intact!
Shame we couldn’t meet up – bloomin’ taxi drivers and their extortionate Boxing Day double rates. Hopefully will see you soon!