Nana and Grandad were with us for a week of food, games and general hanging about doing whatever, together.
I found the weight watchers approved snacks at the back of the cupboard- after we’d eaten our way through the cake, mince pies, and chocolate biscuits which were hiding them.
Jake admitted two new admirers to his fanclub, and even deigned to let them stroke him after they’d grovelled for a few days. He was totally unphased by the tree, unwrapping chaos, or getting clipped, but a picture of another westie provoked deep disgruntlement and grumbly growling.
Santa was good to us all- I have a mountain of new books- and the girls have been very dedicated to their tablet thing. (I discovered that where children’s tv used to refer to ‘getting some sticky backed plastic’, they now advise ‘downloading that app on to your tablet or phone’.) More ugly dolls were acquired, and branded bags/ tops/ hot water bottles from the tween favourites. Nana and Grandad startled us by having acquired land and titles since we saw them last. Spurs Fan now officially has every branded item that Tottenham Hotspur FC sell, and must be due a cut of the profits soon.
Now, Christmas has been returned to storage, Lord and Lady Spurs Fan of Glencoe are home and our house is as tidy as it gets. I’m ready for a holiday.