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Christmas Eve - Christmas Day - Boxing Day

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Posted by: Eddie2sox Wednesday 26th December 2007, 8:12am

Busy times at 2-Sox Towers over the holidays!

Time for a catch-up before I head off to clean the pub.

Christmas Eve. Big shock on Sunday, which eventually led me to getting stuck at Swineshead on the A17 for quite a while and missing the pub cleaning, buggrit. I was slightly late picking Sam up, but we made up for it with a great afternoon’s fun and games. Interspersed with some good old Christmas telly of course. This included The Snowman, which I personally dislike, but Sam really enjoyed it, and I enjoyed watching him enjoying The Snowman. Later on there was Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, and Shrek The Halls. CCBB once again sparked an outbreak of TOBS in our flat (The Old Bamboo Syndrome), with uncontrolled spontaneous outbreaks of crazy leg-wiggling dancing. We left a bucket of water and some apples for Santa’s reindeer, and a beer and cold sausages for Santa himself (we think he probably gets fed up of sherry and mince pies). After Shrek, Sam was OFF, and into bed so fast, must have been a record. He was asleep by quarter past seven I think!

Christmas Day started really well, Sam and me jumped out of bed and he dived into all the toys that Santa had left. Sam was overwhelmed and still buys in totally to the Santa story. Who am I to tell him otherwise? He really likes his new “baddies castle”, and of course his new Lego sets are wonderful. Not to mention all the other fantastic toys and games. Sadly we had to start getting ready to return to mummy’s at half past eight. Sam felt that I was being a bit mean denying him access to his new toy heaven, and indeed Daddy did feel very mean. But I certainly wouldn’t tell him “Sam the reason you have to leave these things behind is because of mummy”, so I took one for the parenting team and tried to soften the mood as much as possible. This included Sam taking a new Lego cement mixer kit back to build later on with his mum.

Straight from there to pick up The Two Amigos, who were duly dropped off at Norwich Airport at ten past ten - perfect timing. Returned to Lynn, it was piddling down all the way. There was just enough time to try the next contender in the Poached Egg Challenge - and Delia Smith’s version was an unmitigated disaster! In the afternoon I did my annual Christmas Day Samaritans shift. Incidentally, that was my last such duty for a very, very long time, maybe even ever, as I put in a resignation letter to the boss. I’ve had too much interaction with suicide this year, and my feelings for people who get to that point are not exactly where they need to be if I want to be a useful voice on the end of the line. In the New Year I’ll look round for some other voluntary work, there’s plenty of choice I believe. Christmas Night was family phone calls and a relatively early night - shocking!

On to Boxing Day! Straight after blogging this blog I’m away to spruce up The Woolpack, and thence out on the streets to deliver the Boxing Day edition of the free paper. “Should” be done by half 12 at the latest. This afternoon I’m cooking my Christmas Dinner, and I am very excited about it. The turkey in the fridge is labelled as “Feeds 8 - 10”, with the plan being that I try lots of different leftover turkey recipes over the next week:

http://southernfood.about.com/cs/turkeyinformation/a/leftover_turkey.htm

Right, choo choo, clickety clack, OFF WE GO!

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