Storm Darragh brayed at the windows as Rebecca and I woke up, it was clearly a day best spent indoors. In fact, we only braved the outside briefly to go with our hosts to collect a Christmas tree. It's a hell of a thing to walk a pine tree through London in the middle of a national weather crisis... I'm not suggesting everyone should give it a go but we we saw the humour in it. Once home, it was all hands on deck to rig it with lights and guild its branches with delightfully ironic decorations. This marks the first Christmas our hosts have spent in their new home and once the tree was all in situ, I stood quietly to myself and hoped there'd be many more cosy Decembers with them to come.
That feeling continued as another old uni friend joined us as we hopped between board games and bottles of wine. Some carrot & marmite soup lined our stomachs for lunch and homemade turkey burgers and meringues joined the party for dinner. The food was so good in fact that we all begged for the recipes to be shared. Just as we collapsed onto the sofa, thinking the day couldn't get any better Die Hard was on Film4. A perfect Saturday.
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