The festivities kicked off this week as our friend, Bruce, came round for a "mini Christmas" before jetting off to visit first his family in Dundee and then his girlfriend and cat in Paris. In a slight muddling of winter traditions, we had haggis, neeps and tatties for dinner. But also mince pies.
In a break from my usual read-them-in-the-order-they-were-bought approach, I chose Landline by Rainbow Rowell* from my Kindle list entirely at random, only to discover that it's set the week before Christmas! I'll talk about it more in my next big books round up but, for now: it's one I would very much recommend.
And, otherwise, I haven't been up to