Tuesday, 25 November 2025

Too early for mulled wine?

And suddenly, Christmas plans are afoot at work post-haste. I am snowed under (pardon the pun) and spending every spare second of my day dealing with deliveries of decorations, sorting seasonal supplies and rewriting rotas. And I make no apologies for my deliberate use of alliteration there, as Christmas is a time of ditties and dances, and traditions and terminology, and tinsel and tongue-twisters. It isn't, of course, but I got a little lost in the moment there. My head is full of elf costumes, advent calendars and making sure we have enough wrapping paper for the number of little presents we'll be a) using to make the place look more festive, and b) having on hand to give to each visiting child. I'm not sure exactly how many extra visitors we'll have on site for our special Winter Wonderland days, but I think we have about 800 families booked already so we're probably looking at maybe a thousand or so. Plus the usual near-full-capacity residents that will be in the accommodations themselves. Fun and games, eh?

RC 25-11-25

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