It is over and I am left with that deflated, post-Christmas feeling. All the preparations, the excitement and magic, the quest for “stuff”, it’s all over for another year. I hate those first few days after Christmas and loathe Hogmanay and the New Year. We have had such a wonderful Christmas, I don’t want to be sucked away from it, to be spun around and find myself back in the Coliseum facing the cancer lions again. Yeah I know, too many similes/metaphors … whatever.
Christmas was great. It was even civilized as I was a monster and insisted on clean bodies and teeth prior to the shredding of presents beneath the tree.
Santa was generous, the boys were chuffed to bits, I was spoiled rotten by David, the Yorkshire Puddings were a success and ROCK BAND 2 IS PURE DEAD BRILLIANT!
Only 361 days until we can do it all again.