Sunday, December 26, 2010

Day Eight and Nine

Christmas day ... at last!  Raya woke as we were going to bed, and was guided back to the duvet with reassurance that she was sleep walking.  The girls unpacked their stockings at around 7, and came up stairs and we all unwrapped the gifts under the tree.  We did precious little until Dom and Hannah, Emily and Erin arrived.  We slugged some champagne and walked up to the Grand for uz Christmas buffet.  Nice posh hotel.  Food was OK, the company excellent, and the booze flowed.  We wandered around the kids playground until we were all too pooped to do much else.





 Boxing Day ... blood sluggish today, all the food and drink makes me feel like treacle being poured out of the tin.  Walked the dog as the sun came up around Enbrook valley which has been nicely landscaped now. Took the whole family around there in the afternoon once Ellie and Amy arrived.

Boxing day, the sad day after christmas day, the happy day when most the people who didn't get to give in their presents all get a chance to give them in. I felt like that today. I started off by waking up in the 
morning and secretly playing with my new ipod touch and my sister "silently" playing her nintendo DSi. When my sister had got bored and had gone to wake up and torture mum and dad and my ipod had run out of 
battery we ran upstairs and watched telly for a while until my cousins Emily and Erin arrived. A few minutes later someone knocked at the door, cousin Amy! I have wanted to see her the entire holiday. She came in 
and the first thing she mentioned was, " oh, look how big you've grown!", which is what every one says. She presented me with a kit to fake wounds and i thought that was really cool. We gave her some money
and she told us all she had got that christmas was money and books. I felt sympathetic for her. the day went on and we chatted and compared our thoughts and similarities but eventually we had to part. I decided
to try one of my old tricks of simply sitting on her, but she tickled me off.  In the end I gave in and let her go. Then we finished watching what I had been watching and i played on my ipod until my Dad told me 
to come and write this diary I am writing "write" now!



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