We are invited over for a Christmas Eve evening get-together by my wife’s eldest son and his partner, and we are then staying with her youngest son and his partner until Boxing Day, so we spend the day sorting the house out so that it is clean and tidy when we return.
We load my wife’s car with presents, food, bedding and the dog, and head over to Hevingham as it’s getting dark. We spend the evening eating, drinking and being entertained by our granddaughters, before getting a relatively early night in preparation for the craziness of tomorrow.