It's
always the same in the run up to Christmas, everything goes by the
board and any attempt at “normal” goes straight out of the
window.
However
in spite of all that we Girls arranged to meet for a coffee – mince
pie optional – just before we lost the plot completely.
Everyone
looks slightly frayed around the edges – you know what I mean at
this time of year – makes splitting the atom look like a game of
tiddlywinks. There's so much pressure and so much work to do on the
day, even though it's really a glorified roast - it's all too much
for a Girl.
All
the more reason to take an hour out – a mutual grumble is good for
the soul – get it off your chest.
The
Girls know I'm off to stay with my Sister for the holidays – my
grumble is more like a nightmare - much to the amusement of the
assembled throng – will all the food fit in the car!
It
doesn't take long before all things turn to food and cooking.
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