We were rather late home last night. And staying up till 2am watching "American Pie" was probably a mistake. I came down this morning to find carnage. Last night Furry Face had been given a rope toy by his Auntie Kat. By the morning all that remained was rope fragments.
We then opened our
pressies; a decent haul including new troosers and golf bats. Fudge
got quite a few toys, and having trashed his rope toy then ripped the
stuffing out of a plush within five minutes.
Eventually we got
ourselves organised, and set off to my mummy for Christmas dinner.
Fudge seemed to like my Dad; immediately spotting the softie who
would feed him. Christmas dinner was good - and loads of it. Oh I ate
too much, and then slept through a large part of the afternoon. I was
only woken by the theme tune of "Doctor Who". And,
in keeping with tradition, I wasn't overly impressed with the
Christmas Doctor Who. The show tries to mix adventure and comedy, but
all too often comes over as frankly ridiculous. Mind you I did like
the new TARDIS console room. And I quite liked the idea of the baddie
being an old one; one we've met before. I wonder how many other
Whovians spotted the 1967 London underground references? The snowmen
were just too obvious, but when they blatantly mentioned the Great
Intelligence I was expecting (hoping) some sort of Patrick
Troughton cameo.
Despite still being
stuffed from dinner, we had cold meat and pickles. And feeling really
full we made our way home where we watched the Christmas "Royle
Family". Now that show was excellent.
It turns out we missed
the Christmas "Downton Abbey". I hope they repeat
that. Soon..
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