OMG

Isobel, Paddy and Arthur were watching something disgusting on YouTube.
Meanwhile down in the kitchen, it was Tilly’s Christmas party and we had 30 fifteen/sixteen year olds drinking, dancing and generally making a hell of a din over the already loud bangin’ music.
B and I went down for the last ten minutes and got a great reception.
Only damage was a broken clock, one smashed window pane and mud from the garden everywhere.
A successful outcome in my book.