To all of you who celebrated the festive season, I hope you had the Christmas you wished for.
We were very fortunate and had a very relaxing time, making lots of memories with our little pickles, and the rest of the family.
Mr Y has been on holiday for over a week now, how is it that holidays fly by so quickly?! To be fair, it seems like he has been on holiday a lot longer as we have kept ourselves very busy.
As soon as my Mr had finished for Christmas, we popped out of the county and over the boarder into
to make a rather special visit to the man of season; a ride on the Santa Special on the North Norfolk Railway. Norfolk
Although we’ve taken countless rides on the NNR, it was the first time we’d taken the girls on the festive special steam train. The Black Prince did the pulling, and it was such a crisp, clear winter’s day, with stunning views, it was truly magical for them and us!!
After sherry, a mince pie and a little bit of carol singing, we had a warming lunch in Whelks Copper and a brisk, blustery (freeeeeeeezing cold) walk along the prom before heading back into Sheringham for some last minute Christmas shopping and a trip to the fudge shop!! The coffee fudge from there is divine!
A quick journey in the car to
, where we were resting our heads for the night, an overindulgent dinner picnic and the final of Strictly Come Dancing, our weekend couldn’t have been better! Norwich
On the 22nd, we made our yearly pre-Christmas trip to the local pantomime; this years offering was Cinderella. It really was a great night, highly entertaining and engaging. The evening’s entertainment was only slightly marred by the beastly man to my Mr’s left who felt it necessary to belch loudly after every sip of his seemingly never ending supply of Pepsi!!! He looked like such a sweet little old man - proves you can never judge a book by it's cover!!! ;-)
Anyway, I finally managed to track down that illusive golden marzipan, so was able to finish my booze laden Christmas cakes! We’ve made a start on the one for us; the others were for gifts and seemed to be well received. I don’t eat Christmas cake, can’t stand dried fruit, so ours should last well into January.
For the first time since we’ve been married, we had Christmas Eve as just the four of us, and it was perfect. Of course, there were some last minute preparations to be done, a mountain of vegetables to peel and chop, those last few presents to wrap, but we crammed the rest of the day full of family games, and festive baking to ensure that the little monkeys were tired right out!
Watching Santa fly through the night sky at about 5.20, flying from West to East, added an extra special touch of magic to the day, before they tucked into a meal of roast gammon, jacket potatoes and pickles, then we all snuggled on the sofa to watch Arthur Christmas.
Once offerings had been left for Father Christmas and his Reindeers, (yes, I burnt their cookies!), it was time for bed, and time for Mr Y and I to put our feet up with Foyle’s War and a box of Roses for company!
Christmas Day went smoothly, and all the days and weeks of preparation really paid off. We spent it at home, cooking a roast dinner for my parents and brother, and the crackers that I made only a few days before went down really well.
With the exception of my mum, everyone else spent the afternoon constructing some of the Lego that the girls had received for Christmas. You’re never to old for Lego!
I was lucky and was gifted some truly lovely things, including some scrumptious vintage goodies. There were more knitting patterns from Mr Y (he knows me so well!), 6 brooches to add to my ever expanding 1940’s brooch collection (he had apparently been collecting these for months, sneaky thing!) and two new wool holders, one in a bright lemon yellow, the other grass green!
But my all time favourite gift was a Womens Land Army brooch, just like my
Nan would have worn during WW2, given to me by my parents.
The tree is looking a little worse for wear, a few bald spots on its bauble heavy branches, and I’m itching to take it down, but it’s my birthday tomorrow, and I’ve never had a birthday without the tree being up, so I’m resisting the urge to de-needle everywhere; that can wait until New Year’s Eve!!!