Lighten up at Christmas....

A few years ago, I foolishly suggested to Karen that we should leave the outside Christmas lights up all year round so that I didn't have to struggle putting them up in freezing weather.
She gave me one of those looks that translate as:
"What the f... do you know about Christmas, you camel herder, who lived in mud huts and tents, until you came to the UK?"
I could've said:
"Actually, Dahling, I have only seen camels in zoos. I have never lived in a mud hut or a tent, except when I went camping with my friends, and had to go back home the following day because of the ghosts that kept scratching the canvas! And I know about Christmas because before I came here it was called Noel! And French chocolate logs are better than yours, anyway!"

But I understandably agreed with the fact that I would have to take them down every year.

This year, today, was a nice day. Not one of those days when my fingers would freeze, my back ache and I'd be ready to commit hara-kiri with one of Karen's sharp comments.
Today was sunny!
It wasn't cold! It was even mild!

It didn't take me very long to put the lights up and they were straight for once.

I even managed to make a Paella for Sunday lunch. A bit of Chilean red-wine-tea.

Relaxing afternoon listening to Karen in the background swearing that next year she'll have less lights...
Yeah, right! I believe you!