Awfully excited for this year's Yule tidings.

Janet and I are currently helping to put up the decorations at the tennis club.

I must confess, I couldn't resist pinching her bottom as she reached up to wrap tinsel around the peak of the tree.

In response she called me a sex bastard so probably best I busy myself setting up the nativity table.

Perhaps after a glass or two of mulled wine she may have mellowed and may even lunge for my baubles!