Not the exactly the best of Christmas Eve’s and Paula well and truly off colour, so she spent most of the day in bed. For me, yet another day in quarantine. Not exactly what we’d planned for Christmas. But there again, we aren’t suffering the freezing cold and snow, nor being bombed or persecuted because of our gender or beliefs or location.
As Paula couldn’t fetch me a coffee, I ordered on screen. Pity I forgot to ask for an extra shot or they didn’t read the order properly, as the coffee was like dishwater. Yeuk. Paula’s tea arrived without the cold milk that was ordered, so we swapped. I had black tea and Paula had the weedy coffee.
Christmas Eve dinner was a nice soup and filet mignon with lobster. Although the steak was more than a little over done, it was still tender. Not a huge plateful but very nice anyway. I’d also ordered a couple of bottles of Somersby cider, but only drank half a bottle.
The big disappointment was having to miss Steve Larkin’s second show, as apparently it was excellent.
About 9pm, we watched the Jack Black film – ‘Gulliver’s Travels’. We thoroughly enjoyed it too.
Christmas Day tomorrow won’t exactly be in any way normal, but if I test negative, I’m effectively released at midnight.
This is written a couple of days after Christmas, so I have some catching up to do.
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