Our Christmas party on Saturday afternoon and evening seemed to go well, I certainly had fun and I’m pretty sure I wasn’t the only one. We began the afternoon with the traditional sharing of diseases. What? That’s not part of your usual Christmas celebrations? Viv, aka tigtog, fared particularly badly on the contagion front. A little later on, just as Adam had been obliged to duck out for a few minutes, this strange man dressed in a completely inappropriate fashion for a summer day in Sydney, turned up carrying a sack full of goodies. The kids seemed to know what … Continue reading Party time!