The first Christinas Day after semi-retirement felt subtly different. We had all three children home as normal, but they're all thoroughly grown up. Long gone is the 6am tumult of excitement over Santa's stockings; there's now time for a leisurely morning - even a dog walk - before they stumble out of bed. Hazel, of course, is hard at work over the Aga, preparing the megaturkey and trimmings.What's changed slightly is the type of presents. For decades, I've been able to drop hints about farm-related goodies, and Santa has obliged. You can never have too many pairs of thick socks, and wellies just don't last like they used to.
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