We're home! Home sweet home. There's nothing quite like it.
At the end of our nine-day Christmas Marathon, driving something like 600 miles, visiting three
family abodes, celebrating with 18 members of close and associated family in various different locations, eating numerous delicious breakfasts, lunches, dinners, teas, suppers and occasional snacks - we're back. The hall floor is covered with
bags containing presents from our nearest and dearest - so replacing the many bags of presents we loaded into the car all those days ago. Tomorrow, perhaps, we will have the energy to unpack.
the last Super-Week, I have played a considerable number of games with assorted grandchildren and any other adults we could persuade to join us. I have played, with varying degrees of success, the following: (i) The Game of Life (lasted a lifetime,
we all ended up as millionaires. I came joint 2nd); (ii) Othello - 3 matches, two against Jack (lost both), one against Hazel (narrow win); Coppit (dismal failure, first person out of the game due to foolhardy and reckless approach to the game); Mastermind
(several games against Jack who won every time, and Eleanor - honours shared. Reminisced that have not played this game since the Darling Daughters and the Son And Only were youngsters - at which Youngest of the Darling Daughters pointed out that I was no
better at it in those far-off days); Chinese Chequers (2 games, lost both); Pass the Bomb (several games, fared pretty well at blowing up other members of my close family. Great game, if a mite stressful, not recommended for those of a nervous disposition);
Hunger Games strategy board game (managed not to become a "Tribute". I understand from Eleanor that this would not be a life-enhancing move..); Various Wii games with Katie and Eleanor where I disgraced myself even more than normal by total inability
to manage my Mii; Round Europe travel game (one won, lost one. Managed to visit Granada, Monte Carlo, Venice, Rome, Athens, Vienna and Berlin in the space of quarter of an hour this morning. Impressive, don't you think?)
I have to admit that I have not engaged in many arts and crafts activities over the festive period. However, Sam, James and I did manage to make a husky house. As in a house for husky dogs. In case you were wondering. The four husky dogs were the free
gifts on this week's Animals magazine and Sam has given them all names but the only one I can remember is Lily. Probably because it was the most unlikely of all the names he chose.
I have not done
a great deal of cooking, apart from my Turkey Pilaff dish. Mostly I have "done my bit" by laying tables before meals, and clearing them afterwards. I did prepare some sprouts yesterday for our Second Christmas Day Dinner with the Eldest of the Darling Daughters
and her family. And I made any number of cups of coffee. Not all of them for myself.
I have enjoyed myself at a pantomime (Oh, yes, I did!) Hats off to Hazel and the rest of the cast. And I was one
of two Special Guests (Mr B being the other) at a Christmas Concert given by Katie and Elle yesterday evening. Over the festive period, I have watched the following films with the young'uns: "Brave" (fell asleep at the critical moment when Brave's mother was
magicked into a bear - this made it a bit difficult to follow the story when I woke up ten minutes later); "Tangled" (the story of Rapunzel, she of the long hair and feisty nature); "Shrek the Halls" (27 minutes of fun); and "Despicable Me". I have
to confess I did shed a tear during "Despicable Me" which made the girls (i) hoot with laughter and (ii) remind me that I am also the only person, probably in the Whole Wide World, who has ever been known to cry during the film "Hotel for Dogs". The
Usher Gene has SUCH a lot to answer for.
Thank you to everyone who made our 2012 Christmas so memorable. Thanks for the Christmas cards and the lovely messages; thanks for the parties and the get-togethers;
thanks for the food and the fun, for the games and the presents, for the company and the laughter.
And, just think, next year we can do it All Over Again...