Things I am grateful for:
1. Paul letting me have a lie in. I was awake at 4 again for no apparent reason.
2. The cinema. Too expensive but love it when we go.
3. Marzipan. We had two extra friends over today and they made marzipan models. I expect they may have eaten quite a lot of it. I marzipanned probably the world’s worst Christmas cake and may have eaten the bits that fell off.
It is inexplicable but I genuinely can’t help liking the Nativity films. I took the girls to see Nativity 3 this morning after a quick gingerbread latte and some breakfast. How they manage to get some of my favourite people to be in these films is a wonder to me. I mean Ralph Little? Never mind Catherine Tate, Martin Clunes (who hasn’t played a role this daft since Staggered), Duncan Preston, and Jason Watkins. I mean the script is terrible, the jokes are childish, the songs are cheesy – what made them sign up? I like to think it was the joy of Christmas and not the cash.
And despite all these down points I enjoy the films a bit too much. And not just because the girls do. Maybe it’s because I don’t watch enough films with children larking about in. Maybe it’s because they are British. Maybe I’m just a little bit stupid.
It was a good morning.