The strange tale of the nativity set (and more tree stuff)

Tree all done now, (apart from Sal adding her favourite decorations).



Now, here's a mystery. When I awoke on Sunday, I found that a finishing line had appeared on the fireplace, and various figures from the nativity set were racing towards it, being cheered on by two wise men. I can guess who's responsible - fellah who belong to eldest daughter. So I progressed the race, making the "possibly-sheep-but-it-looks-like-a-polar-bear" the winner and making the wise man and Joseph have a scuffle. When I returned from London yesterday (of which more anon) there was a chariot race going on - at least that's what I was told it was. And today I couldn't resist making a change or two. Now, what's going on here?

Been up to London to visit...

not the Queen, but equally important peeps, the UK Meet organising team. Jo, JL, Clare, Liam and I had a really productive five hour (yes, FIVE) meeting where we put together the draft UK Meet programme, planned our marketing, got great big ideas and had to decide whether to go for them, ate Liam's muffins, and had Tapas. Bang on.