No politics, no religion around the table.

Only family that gathers on too few occasions and the return of a beloved one.

Such a splendid meal generates too much clearing up but it’s all done now and I shan’t have to go downstairs and face a sticky kitchen tomorrow morning. The dog can’t understand why we’ve put the leftovers in the fridge instead of giving them to him and as I write he’s still yipping in desperate hope.

How was your Christmas Day?

 

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