… the Angels did say was at about blasted 07:45 this flaming morning.
That’s because despite it being a Bank Holiday and accordingly a Day of Rest, where nothing ever moves before perishing midday, Brain of Britain here forgot to switch off his sodding alarm clock, didn’t he?
Still, the early start gave me plenty of time to relax and open my presents.
Lots of DVDs, CDs, books and computer stuff. All a man could desire – except for Kate Bush and Jenny Agutter of course, but you can’t have everything.
And once breakfast was out of the way I sat down for the start of my marathon DVD session.
Lunch was the typical Christmas Day lunch – nibbling on bits and pieces, and then having had a suitable repose, I prepared the veg for the evening meal.
Boiled potatoes, roast potatoes, carrots, endives and sprouts – all cooked in the steamer.
Cécile came round in the late afternoon, just in time for Carry on Don’t Lose Your Head
Not my favourite Carry-On film but one that she would understand, with lots of visual humour. High time, given the state of globalisation in the world today, that I started spreading around the spirit of Carry On humour.
So a few more films, a Christmas meal (the aforementioned plus seitan slices in onion gravy, Christmas pudding and vegan cream followed by coffee and Christmas cake), and a good chat, she went home and I went to bed.
