Happy New Year

A very happy new year to you all. We're now back from our trip to England and have finally thawed out and caught up with lost sleep. However, I think my liver may take slightly longer to recover after a few days with the very hospitable Paul, Julie, Rox and Alexandra.




The karaoke versions of 'Fairytale of New York', my favourite Christmas song, were fantastic. Even I had a go (anyone who knows me will have an inkling as to the amount of inebriation involved).


The trip back was hard work with the increased security at Manchester and the number of people going off on skiing trips. I hope they weren't going to the Alps since I noticed as we passed over that there was practically no snow at all.

The weather here, in stark contrast to winter in West Lancs, is idyllic - a lovely 23 degrees and we had lunch and played most of the day in the garden (the first time I've done that on January 1st).

Father Christmas delivered an olympic size trampoline for some reason - the kids haven't had a look in.