We will be having a quiet one - just me and dh, but some pre Christmas family socialising that was planned for very soon, now isn’t going to happen, because one lot (A) have a very nasty bug, which we can’t risk passing via B to C, who’s very vulnerable anyway, and is only just beginning to recover from a serious illness on top.
So I’m feeling a mite deflated.
I’ve been consoling myself with the mince pies made yesterday (2 dozen) of which there are now just 2 left 😱 and for once I can’t accuse dh of pigging most of them.
In my defence I did give 2 with his cup of tea to the young chap who looks after the communal landscaping.