As is the tradition, the three cheeseminors, when not posing, decorate the Christmas cake.
It would seem, unsurprisingly I guess, that boardgames are well embedded in their psyche; though I'm not sure a Catan island of this size is entirely viable...
Two sheep for a robin anyone?
In other news, we're having a nice relaxed Christmas but heavily subject to a range of colds and manflus. The able half of the family have just gone out for a walk - probably to escape the chorus of bleugh and sniffle
Merry Christmas everyone!