I’ve been very interested to read of everyone else’s experiences. I had a very bad night (overtired) so only came down after 11am to find my kitchen had been turned into a food factory. Granddaughter had been dispatched to her other granny (just a few doors away) and older son and his wife were making a Norwegian Kransekake (like this one) whilst my younger son was decorating a gingerbread house. Now the menfolk are walking the dogs via the pub and my daughter-in-law is visiting her mum and - here am I, with a cup of tea and Gransnet, having a most relaxing time! 
The land is dry, and the people are ...stupid?


), then come the evening we'll wave them off and sit 

