I'm not complaining about Christmas. Absentdaughter and her husband were faultless and generous hosts, the children behaved impeccably and appeared to love all their presents. Just somehow it all seemed a bit unreal and I just had that feeling that it was all too much for too long. I am not doing a retrospective bah humbug but I'm just relieved to get back to what passes for normal in my life.
Am I the only miserable and ungrateful old bat on Gransnet?
Army horses loose on London streets
Last weekend, in Rutland, the first statue in Britain of the late Elizabeth II was unveiled.