The blog is proud to announce that it has the official permission of Her Majesty to be the first blog to pass on the Queen’s Annual Message

Her Majesty The Queen :-

“This year has been a horrible anus of a year (Annus Horribilis). When one is shunted in the rear of one’s vehicle at 60mph, one sees for oneself the meaning of vehicular impact. Life can be a bitchius maximus…….”

On a more serious note, Karen and I would like to thank everyone for the wonderful support they have given us over the past 241 days. It has probably been said before, but it really does help you get through something like this. There are so many people also who deserve special thanks. You know who you are ! Thank you so much everyone for all your support. Karen and I are VERY grateful.

So, Christmas Day started with kp getting a lovely night’s sleep. I was not so fortunate, being woken up by the very clock Jane and I bought mum and dad for their 75th Wedding Anniversary. It does Big Ben every 15 minutes starting at 6am ! There is some sad justice in that somewhere.

We had a quick breakfast cuppa before the guests arrived. Jane, Guy + kids, Guy’s sister Susa and hubbie Simon and Guy’s mum and Dad (Melda and John), plus us four and Duncan made a total of 13 for lunch.

A beautifully tasty lunch from Mum. We all thoroughly enjoyed it – not enough potatoes though MUM !!! Legal Action to follow. Wine from Simon and Susa plus Champagne plus a beautiful sweet wine to accompany the Xmas Pudd.

It was a lovely day and so nice to see everyone. kp did very well, polishing off ALL her food and too much champagne She was a bit dodgy on her feet and it was nothing to do with her injuries !

kp + I retired early.

We both had a great night’s sleep. kp loves the bed at mum and dad’s.

After a morning cuppa, we had quite a few visitors (family and friends of the Pollards) around for a nice buffet lunch Mum had put on. And more champagne. kp was feeling a bit tipsy again – Go Girl !!

Then it was Panto time. Oh no, it wasn’t……….Oh Yes, it was. I can’t hear you. Oh Yes, it was. I still can’t hear you. Oh shut up blithering David.

The Panto was at the Lowry Centre in Manchester. It was ok. kp slept through most of it as did my mother and father. The kids weren’t that interested after the first 15 minutes, but apart from that it was well worth the trip I enjoyed it anyway !

Mum and Dad are out tonight, so kp and I will be watching a bit of tv and then retiring, once I have sorted mum’s 140 viruses out on her pc.