Pete here - appearing as a guest blogger for Mum & Dad. Perhaps they will do a Christmas entry as well, but at the connection speed they have out at the farm, I don't blame them if they don't.
(you wouldn't believe how slow it is for them to load a web page !)
Alli and I took separate cars out to the farm on Christmas eve as I finished around lunch time and Alli had to work a full day. I took Patrick & Harry with me (Alex was already at the farm), and as we were running late, drove straight through to 6 o'clock mass in Dalby. We were lucky (or perhaps unlucky) enough to get a seat with Mum & Dad inside the church. There were a lot of people seated on chairs out the side of the church. It was very hot & crowded in the church and Father Michael(?) suggested that we try to offer up our suffering in good spirit to God. Well, I had a shot at it, but try telling that to a 1 and 3 year old. Harry and Patrick did pretty well in a fairly long Christmas mass, but we bailed out after communion and joined the people in the cool sweet air outside.
We drove to the farm where Allison was waiting for us. She had run into quite a fierce and scary storm on the way out to the farm - had to pull off the road along with a lot of other people while it passed. Luckily she was unscathed, if a little shaken up.
After a very late tea, we all retired to bed to await the jolly fat man. (Santa I mean - who were you thinking of?)
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