no time for tea, but a bit of mulled wine would be nice

Well, Christmas has come and gone, and the wind has stayed. We are in for some stinking hot weather this weekend, which just happens to be the end of 2011. Christmas Day was fairly hot, but we managed. Laird Peter made some mulled wine which the family tasted at lunch and it rocked our socks somewhat. I managed to drop not only a jar of Cranberry Sauce on my sister's tiled floor, but a jar of Redcurrant jelly as well (one rolled out of the cooler bag after the other). Fortunately the apple sauce didn't follow.
Lunch was lovely and we finished off with my elder sister's famous Christmas pudding.

It was fabulous to give and receive presents - including the ones from Santa - all the giggles and jokes and lovely surprise, all good for the soul. We watched several Christmas specials from the UK and that made us very sooky and keen to return. Scotland is high on the list, of course, particularly our little plot of land in Glencoe Wood.

And I must add, Happy New Year to all Lairds, Lords and Ladies, and the good folk at www.highlandtitles.com
The picture at the top is from the Skye ferry. Nice and cold. Wish we were there.