Most of the office went out for a Christmas lunch, which then extended into the evening until I left around 9pm to head home. I must say we had a fantastic time.
I really enjoyed the company of my colleagues. The whole atmosphere was very jovial and we had a lot of laughs. Somewhere in the evening I lost my car keys. It was crowded and someone knocked my work bag off a chair. I didn't realise the keys were gone until I was about to head home. I checked but couldn't find them. Apparently they were handed in five minutes after I left and I managed to retrieve them the next morning.
Hardly the worst thing that's ever happened to me.
Christmas in the UK is still one of my favourite things. People wear Christmas Jumpers - which isn't a thing in Australia. Most of us wear t-shirts at that time of year. But here it gets dark early, the lights are on, and it feels like Christmas is supposed to feel.
It's all very cosy and festive and seems right.
We have family visiting Lincoln for Christmas and Boxing Days, and I can't wait. Yes, for the family, but mostly because I really enjoy Christmas lunches.
Merry Christmas, everyone. I hope you're not hearing Wham's Last Christmas in the shops too often.
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