Pass it on

There could only really be one topic for today...

One of the traditions of my childhood that I am absolutely adamant that we should pass on is the use of proper actual real stockings for presents (or, more accurately, a hacked up pair of tights). No red sacks or embroidered felt affairs here - oh no! There's something intrinsically magical about wrapping paper under stockings. So here we are. 9:30pm on Christmas Eve and my part in continuing the great Father Christmas deception is almost complete. All that remains now is to transport these upstairs without waking the little Gs...

Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.