For complicated reasons we are going to sis-in-law for a 4 weeks early family Christmas
charades...
Well it was all a bit bizarre and coincidentally (re other posts) one cried off sick and one left early unwell. But it was all what family Christmases are: near proof that Sartre was right and hell really is other people. But the food was good and I ate far too much.
My 5 year old niece gave me a red card because she organised a game where we had to draw a Santa or a flower and I draw a 1kg bag of Homepride flour.