Well, it occurred to us that we really do get stuck in our bubble here – doesn’t everyone, everywhere? It’s just too easy to forget about the people behind closed doors, just a few metres away, for whom Christmas might not be quite such a jolly time. That’s why, instead of the aforementioned agency fare, we’ve decided to give with our time instead, hosting the local elderly community for Christmas lunch at our place.
We spent our lunchtimes door-dropping and you know, I had no idea how long that would take. Special thanks to Mike for his double trips pounding the pavements.
Then last week was the day when we got cooking, stirring, chopping and generally busy making a slap-up meal for our lovely guests. I found myself on cooking duty and can also report that I didn’t cause any illnesses – an extra win.
We had a great time, brought tons of cheer to our neighbours and also got to meet some lovely folk too. You really can’t imagine the lovely, lovely stories, the brilliant ties, the amount of Prosecco drunk. It was the definition of Christmas, just a wonderful time had by us and them, and I can’t wait to do it again.
So thanks so much to everyone who supported us this year and who hasn’t grumbled at the lack of cards etc. It’s because of you that our brilliant elderly guests had a lovely time, so thanks from them as well.