Five words

When we thought we were skiing next week, we planned a mini Christmas celebration for this evening. We cancelled skiing (partly because our friends couldn’t come over from the UK for it, and partly to minimise the chance of spoiling our Christmas trip by getting Covid), but went ahead with a mini-party anyway - nice meal and family games night.

My work dragged on well past the hour planned for festivities, but there was still time for an energetic few hours of charades, with baffling clues, mispronunciations (eye doesn’t sound like -ey Mr B) and some imaginative but clearly illegal attempts by CarbBoy to spell words by making letter shapes.

This one was passed on by CarbBoy saying it was impossible. I took a pic to save it for my round to prove to him how easy it is if you know someone in the room knows the play.

Despite Mr B’s early start tomorrow, he needed a few Modern Family episodes to wind down after the adrenaline rush of competition, so it was a late one.