I got up a bit late this morning, feeling very relaxed as there was no cooking to be done. Actually, there was in the end as I decided to make a Proper Pudding (not the Christmas one as we’ll have it on Saturday)., but the rest was just assembling. I strolled downstairs sometime around 9 o’clock, and then remembered the church service at 10, for which I planned to do the setting up. I worked extremely fast for a bit, bossing the poor Sage around ruthlessly – it’s not often that I properly get my arse in gear, but I can be very efficient – and I left him still wrapping the last of the presents which I hadn’t done last night. Or rather, this morning. I’ve found as I get old and frivolous that I need time to wind down in the evening and I can’t go straight to bed when I get home late any more, so it was 2 o’clock when I finally shambled bathwards.
All was under control by the time Zerlina and family arrived – Phil was well enough to come and improved during the day, though still somewhat snuffly. Zerlina had a great time, sitting in her high chair at lunch time, playing with her new toys and enjoying her baby bouncer for the first time. Weeza was thrilled to read Miff Heehog to her, as well as put her in the baby bouncer. There is a hook in the beam in the drawing room ceiling and has been for 34 years, when she was a baby herself and had a similar bouncer, which she loved.
Squiffany and Pugsley and their parents came in for an hour or so, before going off for lunch with Dilly’s parents, so there was a big present-opening session. They are staying in Norwich overnight with Al’s in-laws, so they’ll have time to look at them all and play with them. Then they’re going over to Weeza’s house and they’ll all spend the day together. Wink has spent Christmas with the Bod and his mum and she’ll arrive some time tomorrow.
I’ve got a lot of emails to reply to tomorrow, and some paperwork to start on – it’s got to be done by Tuesday but I want a free weekend. If I have the sense to get on with it promptly, two good sessions will see it through. More likely, I’ll faff around a bit at a time for days.