Ho, ho! Well hello there everybody and a Merry Christmas and a happy new year. I wanted to share

with you some of the things that I've learned over the past month, spending time at home with the Williams says,

and what a home it is filled with love.

Basically I'm gonna smash, I going to like knock the hate out.

We're going to melt the frost off that snowman and melt them into some Christmas joy.

Joy!

I'm just to tell you right now, I didn't know angels when I met you.

Nor did I know take that. No, I know. food known to man or beast. Rob likes what we call a combo unico.

So back in the day, you used to put like salad cream on watermelon or

peanut butter with grapes and it was always just so like grossed out.

Are your chestnuts roasting on an open fire? with grapes and I was always just so like grossed out.

Are your chest loves roasting on an open fire?

Is a mulled wine bubbling?

Wonderful!

Then the stage is set for a Christmas story.

Once upon a time there was a boy from Stoke who had forgotten the true meaning of Christmas. Yes, he had bought a tree, but the branches were bare,

not even those tasty little chocolates masquerading as decorations and in his own words he only had time for a functional

Christmas.

So my Christmas before I met you was a very very simple affair.

It was sad.

It was sad.

It was what it needed to be which was functional.

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