The small town of Settle does Christmas exceedingly well but there comes a time well after midnight on Christmas Eve when Santa is going about his business and everything stops, relaxes and ebbs away to total peace early on Christmas Day. We have had the near unending joy of having the family here with us at Christmas - after quite an eventful year. Early on Christmas Day whilst taking the dog for what is euphemistically called a walk we (me, Lorna, James and Bess) had the normally bustling Settle to ourselves. Not a soul to see anywhere - really rather eerie if you let it be. No more words. Just a few (out of chronological order) Christmas pictures.
The only one requiring explanation is number three which is a bowl of the most delicious sprouts that ever broke wind - sprouts, leeks and bacon lardons. I did tell Lorna that we managed to bring her up without using words like lardons. It wasn't all that well received.
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