Good morning from Bristol. Happy Boxing Day to you all. I hope you all had the day would have wanted, yesterday.
Mine was good - I’m always a bit anxious as I was scarred in my childhood , by the grownup’s behaviours and dreadful arguments.
I nearly burst out laughing in church when DD, who was officiating for communion, go out a bottle of champagne, popped it loudly and poured it into the chalices instead of the usual fortified red wine. 😆
Generally, the whole day went well, with the two girls being the only youngsters. Presents were exchanged and, either everyone was polite, or they genuinely liked them.
The food was lovely, and DD got a pice of turkey for her MiL and me, neither vegetarian. I would have been happy without, but it was delicious. (I’m also getting what’s left to take home!)
I spoke to my DGS. Although we were extremely close, he shut down when his dad Philip died, then I moved and had less chance of seeing him, it was really nice to hear from him.
I’m going home this morning. I have become unused to being with people for lingering, but have had a really good time.
Hugs and general goodwill to all wo/men, especially to the ones in distress, and to the fgts and md in particular.
Carpe diem 🦩🦩🎄🫂❤️🦩🦩