All the build-up excitement to the night market (and a little too much cheering on Long st with Bridget and the girls and Bridget’s vuvuzela) got me a little partied out before the party had even started. In other words, I was a man down on Tuesday.
I picked up some stupid virus which meant I had to stay home in bed while big sister and step-in sister, Cair, had all the fun on Tuesday night. I hear it was everything I thought it would be and more. Twinkling lights, warm fires, hot chocolate and everyone bundled up in big winter coats. Sigh. What a treat.
Pictures to follow when I eventually get out of bed.