When we lived here a year ago we always wondered why someone had tied two 60ft trees together with wire, to stop them braking, modern art, trapeze attempt? None of the above actually the guy did it to prove he could, makes sense to me too.

If everything in life was structured then where would be the fun?

Picture the scene, Christmas presents, Brian the Turkey all scoffed, watched the awesome Queenie do her speech and then you decide to put on a elephant snout to play a game.

Grown ups eh!

Well that’s Christmas over for another year (or 8 months depending which you are looking at).

Tree building from the Finkettes, fun and laughter from all, an end to Brian the 14lb turkey (and some vegetarian fodder for the grass eater) and we even instructed the weather to stay warm and sunny, with a nice post grub womble by the canal, garden sitting and Plop Trumps (where it appears Penguins do rock).

Let’s also not forget her maj for an impromptu “Queenies Roadshow”, which left most with aching jaws.

To one and all it’s a merry Christmas and a happy new year.

Now where shall we host the next CT2?

Seasons greetings one and all, tis Christmas Take 2 (CT2) for the Foggies, Finks and Caddies. The new annual tradition where we get to celebrate Christmas all over again.

This years setting will be our new abode near a non flooding canal (some folk will never live that down eh caddie).

The plan then, all parties to arrive on Friday and potentially even a rare sighting of Mr & Mrs Claus all the way from the North Pole. The Finkettes are even going to decorate the tree when they arrive.

Saturday will see us playing silly games (Bartenga, Rapidough amongst others with Boys v Girls), followed by a slap up meal (involving the 14lb bad boy you see in the picture). Apparently we have one of them there veggies in our midst this weekend, challenge accepted, after all chicken is a veggie meal ain’t it?

Let’s not forget the falling down water to help the food go down.