Yesterday was the last day of Christmas, "Reyes" or Epiphany. It went off with a bang, although the Kings didn't bring anything to our house this year. I think it's because they are a bit cross with their competition, Father Christmas.
We started off the day with a lovely breakfast, including toasted "roscón" in the dining room.
Then José Antonio (Eladio's next brother down - another philosopher, God help us - and his closest perhaps) and his son, Juan (Eladio's Godson) came to join us for dinner as this year they were alone. Miguel, my nephew, had gone back to his job in London and Dolores, his mother had g0ne with him for the Sales (oh no, not Harrods, but more likely the charity shops she has a great penchant for). And, of course, Sarita (guapa) is in China.
We used up the last of the crackers and actually had a very English roast meal (I love multi culture!!). Here's a picture of Juan and José Antonio wearing the cracker crowns.
Today Eladio took down the tree and all the Christmas decorations which is very sad indeed.
So Christmas is over and now we all have to recover from the overeating (oh dear (oh shit actually), it's now time to diet again seriously and to concentrate on my 3 projects (losing weight, finding a job and selling this house).
Hope you all had a great one; we certainly did.
Lots of love/Masha
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