I finished work on Wednesday so this bright Friday morning sees me totally in control of the whole Christmas debacle. The baking is done, The house is decorated and the good-cheer and festive warmth are oozing from every pore. (lies)
In my defense I did go into town yesterday. After eleventy trips around the car park, with hooting cars, swearing pedestrians and a giant festive Elmo playing bagpipes I gave up and came home.
At least Darla has the housework under control.