The one on Christmas day (after a bottle of champers for breakfast - between us) was a killer. We've had a lovely Christmas - very quiet but that's fine with us. We had our pork pie and champagne for breakfast,
then opened our pressies. Santa brought me a little iron, just for me in my sewing room, and a new breadmaker. The old one had burnt out it's circuit boards or something, and hadn't produced an edible loaf for ages, so I was rather pleased with it's replacement. I've made one loaf so far, and it was perfect. The lamb dinner, made by Gordon, was splendid, although we both agreed it was as nice, if not better, heated up with bubble anad sqeak next day. (Bubble and Squeak is a fry up of all your left over vegetables - I think every country has it under a variety of different names). I took a picture of my table, with it's new table runner, just waiting for the food.
|I really must get rid of those crappy blue table mats - maybe I could make some new ones|
And you'll be pleased to hear, not a drop of gravy was spilt on it.
We also had the ritual game of monopoly which I lost spectacularly in record time. It's not fair, I never landed on any good ones. We always remember my mum when we play Monopoly. She hated it with a passion after she lost early on in a game that went on for hours!
I managed to get a bit of sewing done, but not a lot. I also took the time last night to tidy my sewing room a bit. My hand made pressies for my friend and her children went down well, although the head band is, as I thought, way too big and is back in the workshop for repair!
It was all too much for some of us though
I'm off now to try and make a mosaic for the Blogger Choice Fat quarter bundle. I could be gone some time, as they say!