Presents opened, fabulous dinner done and washed up, we now await Doctor Who. How perfect this day has been.
The temperature is dropping again, the sheep grazing in the fields across the way from the cottage look like they'll need their fleeces tonight. The sky is on fire, such a contrast to the world of white beneath. It's so cold the breath hangs like smoke in the air after I've walked away from it, the icicles that hang from Elsie's cottage are three feet long, and there is no sound - even the birds are silent.
Good day, such a good day, and more wine to come - perfect.
A very merry Christmas to you all and I hope that your day has been as good as mine.