At one stage tonight my husband was wearing a paper crown on his head and had his face covered with a Boris Johnson cutout - as you do. This could be a tragic result of the Brexit vote (or perhaps a result of the tragic Brexit vote) but it wasn't. Well not entirely. This is the insanity that happens when you decide it's a good idea or celebrate Christmas in July and then for good measure hold the event in June. The bi-annual Christmas gathering (because once a year is hardly enough) with two other families close to my heart has been a "thing" for a number of year. It is a time to eat, drink and be merry and merry we were. It is such a delight to see our "children" now as adults but still getting on a treat and all enjoying the company. Now they also get the right to enjoy the mulled wine, champagne and cocktails. Silly Secret Santa has been a tradition too but this year we changed it up or down a notch to make and stuff a Christmas Cracker which would be randomly allocated. There were challenges, dares, games - and the Boris Johnson cracker which was indeed a cracker proving that the children may have grown up but the grown ups have no intention of doing so any time soon. A great night was had by all.
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