Anyway, today we set aside as a Christie Day and we got ourselves a tree - a real one, we left the fake one in the loft this year - and we went to see Father Christmas and we have had a LOVELY day.
In other news, its precisely one year since I 'did' my back. I know I never actually 'did' anything to my back, but it was the 14th December 2012 when I had my friends over for drinks and a shared dinner and as I bent down to my glass away, something twinged and I couldn't move. It seems a life time ago now.
When Paul got back from his 10 day 'Cycling Santas' in support of childhood cancer ride, (which made the yorkshire news
http://www.itv.com/news/calendar/update/2013-12-07/cycling-santas-raise-awareness-of-childhood-cancer/) we went out on a date - to the gym obviously! Paul is wooing me by teaching me to lift weights - I tell you Clanettes, I was the only girl in a room of buff men.. most off putting, but we had a good evening and a change to talk and catch up. We are going out for dinner next week. Proper wooing.
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