We spent it up in the apartment in La Mongie, we had some friends round for a light lunch (bread, soup, pate etc), went skiing and then had roast chicken in the evening with a lot of yummy pork, sage and onion stuffing. It was one we hatched ourselves. He was called Christmas Dinner - who says what our parents name us doesn't affect our lives!
He was a very tasty plump fellow. Some of them have quite skinny chests as they are an egg laying breed, but his was great, we wish we knew why not so we could replicate in the others!
This is my christmas present, I have no idea how Doug knew it is what I wanted!.
View from the apartment window
Poppy modelling a hoody
View of the apartment from the lift
Doug
A snow monster the child in the block next door made with his dad
Christmas dinner the plump chicken (cockeral)
Poppy posing outside the apartment
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