That was. The most. Relaxing Christmas. Ever.

I feel totally blissed out. The young lady and I have had the most chilled, fun, rewarding day. No timetables. No expectations. Just hours of each other's company, very good food, lovely gifts, and big-screen movies. (We have turned our spare room into a mini cinema with a projector borrowed from work; Jurassic Park never looked so good.)

More to follow over the next day or two, but for now many, many thanks to everyone for everything you gave us, in particular Emma (Jenny may frequently stumble on me holed up in our mini cinema) and Grah, whose mini tripod came in very handy for taking some of the pictures from the day.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all ... a ... good .... *yawn*

PS I never dance. But I was in such a good mood, and had drunk far too much of the very delicious red wine given us by the wife's boss-lady not to have a bit of a boogie to the B52s. Apologies to all for inflicting on you the sight of us shaking a leg.