Naturally I have to take photos - so the family stand and freeze whilst I loose myself in my camera. Then when the icicles start to appear on their noses (and mine) I agree to move on. We then head off to KFC in Penzance (yes we have two down here, one is 19 miles away and the other nearly 22!!) for our Christmas treat - a KFC bucket and a warm up. We then head home and settle down to a movie night and nibbles.
Not sure how we are going to do it this year as I shall be working the evening - so it may have to take place on the 23rd instead.
Mousehole cottages on the harbour front.
Not the greatest shots, my excuse was it was bitterly cold last year and blowing a hooly down there.