I've been to a marvellous party.... I couldn't have liked it more. (You'll have to see Noel Coward for the rest of the lyrics)
Mum threw a party on Christmas Eve and it was quite the event. It's definitely the biggest party the house has seen since Dad died (Christmas 2010), before which Mum and Dad were the legendary party throwers of the village.
This Christmas Eve party, by contrast, was an afternoon event, arranged to accommodate our guests and Mum's. And in practice hers far exceeded ours, we being only able to lay claim to three people and a baby (Remy & Liz brought 7 week old Isaac, while Alan was the only member of the Seaman clan able to make it over). The party was originally our idea, but Mum embraced it and made it her own, inviting friends and neighbours galore. It really was a treat to be part of.
Jude, Doug and the kids arrived as the party was in mid swing, and it was perfectly times to wind down in time for tea and for us settling into a Christmas Eve night with the family. And beyond that there's really not much to report, other than I'm so pleased my childhood home's officially a party house again, and that I hope this'll be repeated in the not too distant future. (More photos to be found on Facebook).