Well, that was a bloody lovely weekend. Went to Northern Ireland for my Grannie’s 80th birthday celebrations, with the family. We won’t be able to go home for Christmas, because Mum and I are both working, so we had a long weekend away with them instead. Went out with my cousins on Friday night, had a big meal round at my Aunt’s on Saturday, and then Grannie took the lot of us out for a very nice meal on the Sunday. The company was great, and everyone was in good spirits. In a funny way, it was better than a family Christmas, because the celebration was a family one, and a special one, rather than the same holiday that comes round every year, if that makes sense.