Christmas day

Was perfect. A bit quiet and sleepy and relaxed. And then a bit crazy, exciting and apocalyptic. While we were sitting down to Christmas pudding the hail started with a crazy racket that just got stronger and stronger, til the backyard went white. We had whiskey on the rocks with rumballs and watched. Later we rode down high street in a gap between the storm, watching lightning strike across town, with electricity zinging through the air.










It's probably a good time to wish you all a happy New Year. We are lazily contemplating a drive. Not quite all action stations here yet, maybe I'll snap out of it next year?