Good times.
This week I turned 23. And then there was Christmas. It was delightfully similar to always. Good food. Good people. Comedy times.
Clearly the most photogenic couple in the world. Not.
The face is due to the dying whining of the musical candel.
Jokes.
Someone got into the coal scuttle.
A bit of a rug rolled in.
Dad thrilling Katie with a cautionary tale of festive decorating, and consiquently getting in the way of the obligortary Christmas Tree Photo '08.
This photo of my parents dog by the tree is bittersweet, because I took one exactly the same this time last year, only with my dog in the frame. And I really miss that dog.
Pestering.
Kitchen antics.
Manouvering furniture in table prep.
Unimpressed by my helpfullness, mother looks on.
Travelling.
Helpful tidying.
A visit from Cakeskull.
Ross Kemp keeping us in the holidayu spirit, sadly not on gangs.
...because apparently one Christmas cake is not enough.
Santa Paws.
Not impressing others.
Bambi eyes.
A Nativity from Bethlehem.
Midnight service.
Christmas morning and someone got the standard comedy reindeer sweater.
Standard documentation.
Far too many brussel sprouts by a long shot.
A turkey the size of a bear.
Millie gets her neg on at the rug.
Romancing with Champagne by the fireside.
Romancing with Legolas by the fireside.
Bat Scout / Dragon ferret spaces out.
Back in time for work on the 27th.
xxx
Clearly the most photogenic couple in the world. Not.
The face is due to the dying whining of the musical candel.
Jokes.
Someone got into the coal scuttle.
A bit of a rug rolled in.
Dad thrilling Katie with a cautionary tale of festive decorating, and consiquently getting in the way of the obligortary Christmas Tree Photo '08.
This photo of my parents dog by the tree is bittersweet, because I took one exactly the same this time last year, only with my dog in the frame. And I really miss that dog.
Pestering.
Kitchen antics.
Manouvering furniture in table prep.
Unimpressed by my helpfullness, mother looks on.
Travelling.
Helpful tidying.
A visit from Cakeskull.
Ross Kemp keeping us in the holidayu spirit, sadly not on gangs.
...because apparently one Christmas cake is not enough.
Santa Paws.
Not impressing others.
Bambi eyes.
A Nativity from Bethlehem.
Midnight service.
Christmas morning and someone got the standard comedy reindeer sweater.
Standard documentation.
Far too many brussel sprouts by a long shot.
A turkey the size of a bear.
Millie gets her neg on at the rug.
Romancing with Champagne by the fireside.
Romancing with Legolas by the fireside.
Bat Scout / Dragon ferret spaces out.
Back in time for work on the 27th.
xxx