Christmas Eve Update
We went to see Christmas With The Kranks yesterday - moderately entertaining Christmas fun (can somebody tell me if the can of Hickory Honey Ham is real?!). I found the fillum just a tad too long, could have done with 15-20 minutes being consigned to the cutting-room floor. Although I loved the Botox sequence, good bit of slapstick that was.
This evening we are dining with some buddies - should be good, Cheryll is an ace cook and Billy keeps a good cellar (in the utility room of their apartment). And tomorrow morning is the return of the offspring. He's scheduled to arrive at Dubai Airport at 5.30. Ante meridian. I'm sorry, but I've declined to attempt to pick him up at that time, I'll still be pissed from tonight's escapade. But the poor little lambkin has been travelling since about 8 a.m. (GMT) this morning. He has to get a choo-choo train from Birmingham to Manchester, check-in and wait for 2-3 hours, then fly to Istanbul, wait there for four hours, and then get the last bit to Dubai. And then a half-hour taxi ride home. Offspring hasn't been in England in winter-time since he was about 6, so he can't remember snow and generally crap weather. But they obliged with a bit o' snow a few days ago, so that's good.