Cold Turkey

It actually was a white Christmas. I peered through the window at just past midnight, and it had actually snowed. On Christmas Day. Not a lot, certainly not enough to turn Chavsfield into a winter wonderland, but enough to make the roads slippery. Excellent.

In fact, all in all it was an entirely perfect Christmas Day. Now comes the week of eating assorted turkey derived meals, and as I'm on call from 10 this evening, detox...