This will be the 44th Christmas dinner I've cooked. I've missed two. One was in the 1980's, when Dh was working away and I took the three children, inc a 6mth old baby, to London to stay with friends.
The two older children and I caught stomach bugs and our friends had a massive falling out and didn't speak to each other for days. I swore I'd never go away at Xmas again.
However, we spent Xmas at my son's about three years ago and that was much better.
Is this elder abuse?…. What can I do?
Has anyone else got a silent dog ?



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