With the usual amount of planning and forethought, Friday night was the company’s Christmas do. It was a pleasant affair at a hotel in Tankerton, with food, free bar and dancing. Yes, dancing – including me, although I couldn’t get close to some of the funky moves being exhibited on the dancefloor. You wouldn’t think they had it in them… I fear photographic evidence was captured of me doing the Saturday Night Fever bit – maybe I’ll post it if I get hold of a copy. Or maybe you’ll find it first, if I know the photographer at all…

Saturday was a touch quieter, with a mooch round the shops with the Gibsons (Canon and Ilford photo paper acquired, fact-fans), and then tea and games at my house. I’m sure Taylor gets cuter by the day. Saturday finished off with some people watching the Prisoner of Azkaban on DVD (whilst other people slept on the sofa ;o) ). It’s an enjoyable film – much as it pains me to say so

Sunday saw a cool (in more than one meaning) afternoon at Wildwood. It’s winter so quite a few of the animals were hiding in whatever little houses they have, but there are some nice pictures of foxes, deer and wolves over in the gallery (with a couple below for good measure…)