I put on an apron, drink gin and tonic and throw the turkey in the oven
That pretty much describes my role on Christmas morning, Roger.
I do most of the other stuff as well, although hubby has become a lot more helpful since I went off to Scotland one year and left him to do it all himself. He always makes the g & t, though - that's his original Christmas job. In my hand by 11 am, or else!
Looks like it's only going to be 23 degrees celsius here on Christmas day, thank God. Nothing worse than having the oven on for five or so hours when the temperature is in the 30s. Poor air conditioning unit can hardly cope. Still not used to Christmas in a warm climate, even after 27 of them, give or take three or four in Scotland in that time.
Hope you're continuing to improve, Roger. I picked up a litre bottle of Dalwhinnie Malt in Duty Free on my way back from NZ the other day - for medicinal purposes only, of course - wonder how often I'll get struck with the dreaded lurgie this winter?
