I went to collect a parcel, and queued for an hour, but was entertained by two 4 year olds, who became friends and made up various games. At first their Dad's were very attentive but then they became part of a group of about 6 guys deep in conversation, and failed to notice that the game became splashing through the large puddles, the little boys trousers were sodden, and so were the little girls sparkly shoes and white tights.
 Then I walked on and picked up the last few bits.
In the afternoon, I attempted some more wrapping up, and made gingerbread men. The house smells so Christmassy.