The house is festooned with greenery - well up the stairs.
Mum is always so delighted to see me that I feel guilty I don't visit more often. She was very pleased with her red cardigan with the gold buttons to wear on Christmas Day.
We went on a search for a Christmas tree. We came home without one. Maybe we wont have one this year.
What a bloody miserable wet, windy and cold afternoon.
This evening we have a delightful evening at The Carters. Linda made us some glorious stroganoff and a rather delicious winter crumble. I love going to their house. It is like walking into the pages of Country Living magazine.
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