With any luck, we’re all organised for Christmas.

Last year we were a bit too involved with house moving.

The year before, 2004, I definitely cooked Christmas dinner, but I am wracking my brain to think what I cooked.  I can remember a nut roast was involved – P requested it instead of stuffing.

But did I do turkey?  I can remember going out to buy a bigger roasting tin that didn’t fit in the oven.  (It fits the new oven)

I’ve spent the day wrapping tens of presents for Boxing Day, and getting all ready for tomorrow.

The turkey is in the oven and the timer set.  The sprouts, carrots, parnsips and spuds are all prepared and sitting in pans of water on the hob.

So back to vegging out in front of the telly.  Torchwood, Chicken Run, Duet Impossible, East Enders (! wtf??) and Casualty.  Hours of TV I’d never normally watch.