Xmas Day, the big 25-12, Jesus’ birthday, the day of presents, food and merriment.




The little alarm clocks woke us up at 6:00am this morning blissfully unaware of what today was. We started with opening the boys stocking presents where the highlight was some plastic spiders as they both love “pider”s. We then had some breakfast (we joked that this will be the last year of eating a proper breakfast before they start having chocolate as the norm). We then moved onto the big presents, the boys started to understand the whole present thing about now and began to ask “open”, “more”. They loved the huge wagon that Aunty Kaz, Uncle Paul, Grandma and Grandad brought them and the Noddy skittles were so gorgeous that mummy and daddy wanted to keep them for themselves! We brought the boys a blow-up ball pit which they spent all morning in while we opened our presents and drank lots of coffee and laughed at their antics. I was very spoilt with lots of lovely new Cornishware, a beautiful lemon juicer and a jam pot and Adrian loved his antique decanter from me but unfortunately I couldn’t convince him to buy any whisky yesterday and today he’s sad that he doesn’t have anything to put in it. He’s expecting that from now on when he gets home from work I’ll have the ice in the glass and his slippers warmed!

Once the boys were having their sleep Adrian and I had a huge English breakfast including black-pudding for Adrian and then he had to have a little sleep to re-charge….then it was off to the Burrows family for lunch which was great. The boys were reasonably well behaved but it was all too exciting to sit still and behave too much. They performed their party piece of animal noises and “row, row your boat” which everyone loved and then it was off home for afternoon tea. We had lots of playing in the afternoon driving the wagon around the house and feeding the noddy toys with those magic bottles that empty when you tip them up (we all remember those!). The boys then had their Christmas dinner on the special Christmas plates from Great-Grandad of turkey, cranberry sauce, peas, beef and gravy which they gobbled up happily.

We have now tucked two exhausted little boys in with the lovely story from Gandma and Grandad and with a glass of wine in hand we are about to have our picnic dinner of stilton, pate, crackers and olives - yummy.