Merry Christmas!

OK, so there's no point having a blog unless one rabbits on endlessly about what a wonderful time was had, what marvellous family and friends were met, what fabulous presents were exchanged - so why should I be any different. Christmas morning saw the opening of lots of prezzies. I couldn't match for Ellie her fabulous gift of a flying lesson for me to take later this year - but she hopefully appreciates the usual socks, underwear and historical novel! At least I remembered not to buy saucepans. Nathalie came up trumps with a course in learning to play the piano - and I spent over two hours practising yesterday! I haven't done this since the days of Hilda Farrell LRAM circa 1960, so it was quite a challenge. At least 'Buy a Broom' has been replace by 'Ode to Joy' as the first recognisable tune to come up with. Then it was off to Trudy and James for Xmas Day - Click on Xmas to see a few photos, but don't forget to come back here! On Boxing Day we had the world and his wife around. Or at least those that could fit through the door - Mum, Barbara, Brian, Nathalie, James, Gordon, Diana, Andrew, Helen. Then after a long Tuesday battling against traffic on the M25, it was back to work on Wednesday. And it eventually started to snow - as promised. The picture is of Harriet teaching Nathalie how to conduct an operation. If you look closely, she's actually removing a rib. It took Nathalie 5 years to get to that stage! Merry Christmas.