Freya was poorly through the night on Christmas eve, poor little love. She was sick several times, necessitating two bed changes (ours and hers). She spent most of the day laying on the sofa, but thankfully she did perk up for long enough to open her presents.

I think we did not too badly, considering that we’re trying to fit as normal a Christmas as we can into the madness of packing to leave. Decorations were therefore minimal, but we did put up some tinsel and have a candlelit dinner. I had a pork chop and did roast potatoes and steamed Brussels sprouts, carrots and broccoli (well, you have to have sprouts, right?). It was rather good and we had a good feed, leaving the orange and cranberry Christmas pud until later on, round about Eastenders time.

So, here are a few pics that I shot in the morning. Enjoy!