This time last year we were frantically running around the beaches of California trying to finish filming our xmas extravaganza video, ‘The Twelve Days of Eggsmas’ (to relive the magic, see here). We were wearing flipflops, singing in ‘all-American’ bars, and, whilst missing our traditional British Chrimbo, having a marvellous time.
Now we are home. The hills out the back of my mum’s house where I am staying (bless you mum) that I once thought were a pretty bracing walk now look flat as a pancake.
View out the back of my mumsy’s house.
That there in the distance is a hill. No, really, I promise.
In the three and a bit months we have been home, we have attended a beautiful wedding in the rolling hills of Hampshire, been paddleboarding on the local canal, attended a funfair, visited the vast majority of our favourite people in Manchester, London, Bexhill, Bristol, Devon, Somerset, Paris and our local area of Alton, done a gig dressed as a pumpkin, made sloe gin, dressed as an elf for a Christmas grotto and been swimming in the sea THREE times (twice without a wetsuit…. hardcore!) I shall leave you with a little montage of all these fun things and until the new year, wish you all an amazing festive few days, full of warmth, smiles and jolly good times…
LOVE LOVE LOVE xxxxx
