On Christmas Eve Partner came in loaded up with shopping. I dutifully unloaded it all. No surprise presents to be seen. It was obviously hidden elsewhere.
When he went out of the room I carefully checked his jacket pocket and could feel the shape of a box in there. Goody.
And, in response to James’ other comment – I was pleased it wasn’t a Nickleback CD, which I do not want, and even Partner realised it wasn’t entirely smart to buy something for me that he wanted.
We spent most of the break relaxing at home, apart from walks out with the dog down to the marina. So here are some shots from Boxing Day which was nice and sunny. Including one of a seriously obscene boat currently moored there.