After my recent bout of the most vile flu, I am feeling much better. Even to the point of baking a cake at 7.30 this morning! Which, if you know me, is just unheard of. Yesterday I went out into town when I really should've stayed at home - I could be heard coughing and spluttering around the city like a trooper. Which left me in a foul mood, and The Fiancé feeling the ill-effects of his long days at the office. We went home pretty quickly. Today, though I was up with the sun and wide-awake. After baking the cake and having a most relaxing cuppa, it was off to the supermarket to do the boring weekly shop, when it hit me that we hadn't yet got our turkey for the big day! So, after trolling around the dayglo-aisles we drove back via our local farm-shop and enquired. After much umming and aaahhh-ing we decided upon a free-range, well-loved, 12lb bird (all food should be free range). Which should see 3 adults (and a dog, if she's lucky) for at least 2 days. I love to make soup with the turkey afterwards, which always tastes so wonderful. I get to collect it (if it will fit in my teeny car) on the 23rd! That is now another weight of my mind, in readiness for the 'big day'. Heh, now I just have to make sure that it'll fit in our oven (which it should... just).

As for xmas presents I am still stumped, I haven't had the same chances that I've had before to just go into town, seeing as we live that bit further away than we did. So I will have to brave the drive and go into town one day soon to get the majority of the presents before the xmas rush (which I completely avoid wherever possible!)