The London lights were amazing, as was the choral music in Oxford. It was a good time.

Robin insists his name didn’t come from the season, as I’d always assumed his Mum named him Robin because he appeared in December. But yes, we get robins on just about every Christmas card from his family.

Besides sweets, we’re not really going all-out this year. I’ve just peeled the clementines and cara cara oranges in anticipation of him waking up, as the smell of oranges is a very dear Christmas memory to him (wish we could have found some mandarin satsumas though). We’re not having as elaborate a dinner as we did for Thanksgiving, because there’s only the two of us. Just clam chowder, duck breast and some veg. Most of his memories are associated with things we can’t do like see his family (all in England) or be with his Mum (gone 6 years now) or be together for Boxing Day as well (I have to work tomorrow). But we will have Christmas crackers!