Christmas Eve in the Square

Out for lunch along to the Fish Market. Well, it was a Friday. Their fish and chips aren't bad, but the puddings knocked them into touch, as rugger players would say. It was a table for three, but sadly the son wasn’t able to join us. We ate enough for him anyway.
Back to do quizzes and then out for the neighbourhood singsong with Liz. She’s sung with them all she has. Demis Roussos! And more impressively in my book, Tam White and the Dexters. Legend.
Right, Santa’s on his way, I must go and turn in. Merry Christmas, all.