Twas the night

…before Christmas, and the little cat sat patiently at the table, awaiting her supper.
Don’t worry she got her favourite, prawns, but maybe not sat at the table :-)
We did the traditional Christmas thing for us, went to Beat’s parents and had fondue Chinoise. We didn’t go to church. We didn’t take our instruments and play carols. We sang some though, my father in law is weak, but could enjoy some time with us, but hadn’t improved much on last Sunday.
We were certainly happy we could celebrate Christmas Eve together.