This is our last evening in the south of France where we have been for a very peaceful and restorative Christmas chez les parents. Some traditions are maintained in our family, regardless of the country we celebrate in- the christmas tree, the turkey, the stockings, the carols, the mulled wine- all present and correct. Add to this milky coffees in steamy cafes, walks through frosty olive groves, croissants for breakfast and kir before dinner and you have a delighfully festive mix. Alexa has thrived on the attention of four adults, slept like an angel and eaten like a horse. Home tomorrow.
Happy new year to all.