This weekend I returned to Mick’s family home to see Kayleigh and co. Unfortunately Mick was away with work, but on the bright side that meant that Kay and I could spend a girly weekend together. I packed up my camera, netbook and an all important bottle of wine and hopped on the train at Southern Cross station.
With Christmas now around the corner and my festive feelings somewhat lacking we decided to bake some mince pies. It worked a treat, after mince pie number six I was starting to feel warm and fuzzy (and sick).
Next week I’m going to some Christmas carols too. Singing carols in flip flops… I just can’t shake it!