Hercule Poirot’s Christmas*

Just a quick one as I have to go to my aunt for dinner.

There is the world’s most beautiful fluffy who is now behind the sofa sleeping.

Go for a walk this morning with Mum. No rest for the Self-employed – have just walked a dog:

Last night I go out with brother and some of his friends to the pub. Here they are:

The pub Christmas tree:

Here is brother wearing the scarf I knitted for him:

I am wearing a Frank Lyman top from Myla Clare.

Right: had better go and get dressed.

Merry Christmas everyone!

*1938. By Agatha Christie. Hercule Poirot detective novel.