As the year slowly draws to a close, I'm in Scotland, where I spent Christmas Day with family. It was our first Christmas at Mum's new house in Grangemouth, the one she moved to in February when my Dad passed away. It's strange to realise that we are literally 100 yards along the road from the home I grew up in - the one where my brother and I spent all our childhood Christmases.My border collie, Maiki, had to stay back in Spain for Christmas, but my brother and niece both brought their cocker spaniels with them on Christmas Day. Hunnie just wanted to play and snuggle, while Beau seemed to be dreaming of life as an animal actor on Christmas TV.
Not pictured here is my niece (who was working hard in the kitchen to prepare the Christmas dinner.)
