Merry Christmas to everybody. I hope you’re all having a nice Christmas morning here in New Zealand.
As to another tradition we celebrated last night with an opening of presents, a little more conservative now than in the past, the artificial Christmas Tree, almost a “Secret Santa”-one-present-is-all-you-get – but still lovely for all that.
But here’s the big day so enjoy some tissue-laden moments. Advertisers: I hate these people
And for more of you older folk, courtesy of “Doc Morris”, a European pharmacy company.
And remember not to watch this movie until after Christmas Day – even though it’s a Christmas movie.
Oh, and this about another famous modern Christmas movie, especially the crucial final point.
No Minister 
Seasons greetings to you Tom, and yours.
And you and your beloved too GD, plus the rest of the family.
We’re about to get on the road to our lot. Spent yesterday afternoon drinking wine while guarding the smoker as it churned through a 5.5kg brisket, followed by oldest spawn dealing to it overnight via a small bath of water at 100C. It was like jelly when I lifted it into it’s foil container for the trip.