I’m the first person up and about, which surprises me a bit as I was the last one to crash into bed and get some sleep. Last night, by recent standards, was actually pretty tame. I think my family is starting to calm down a little when it comes to parties. Or maybe we were just enjoying the conversations and interactions so much that we didn’t want to taint it with alcohol. Oh, who am I kidding -we were pretty hammered. Tamara came along in the end, but she and Sophie travelled in separate cars. I guess T wanted a way out if it all got awkward and unpleasant. There was a bit of a frosty atmosphere at first but it’s obvious they love each other and want to sort stuff out, and I’m pretty sure they’ll be fine. Mind you, who am I to make judgements concerning relationships?
I had planned to make everyone a huge breakfast, but the thought of cooking bacon and sausages is fuelling my nausea considerably, so I may just throw out a huge pile of toast and hope everyone is ok with that. We haven’t really made a plan for today but I might suggest a gentle walk later if we’re all up to it. Fresh air is good for a hangover, they tell me, and I think a stroll in the fog with my wife and sisters would be a nice way to end the year. Mind you - it’s so quiet in the house I’m not sure anyone else will surface before 2017...
RC 31-12-16
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