The weather wasn’t stunning today, so I left Geoff to struggle with the accounts some more, while I went up to Rupit to make Christmas biscuits and spend some quality time with my parents. By 4pm the whole house smelled like a German Christmas market – cinnammon, cloves and ginger. We made enough to feed the family and most of the village and then sat down to dinner, wine and games. My dad won them all, so nothing unusual there.

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