Well, that's Christmas over.
All went well, we all ate and drank too much (as you should), the children were pleased with their presents, my mother only got grumpy once and it wasn't when we fleeced her at cards and my brother and his son were happy to sleep on the floor.
I chickened out of having goose and cooked a turkey, although I did buy some goose fat to cook the roasties in
The Christmas Eve gammon got the thumbs up as well.
No TV (except Doctor Who)
And not a thought about work.