It’s that Chrimbo limbo time, the presents are all open, but we still have family to visit, leaving on the train tomorrow for three and a half hours of quality time together, people watching, pulling faces at other peoples too loud phone conversations, doing puzzles, reading stories to whoever has to sit by us, and wondering if we can afford a something from the trolley.  Cherries picked from the 'whoops' selection in Asda's need eating and G suggests a chocolate cherry bun recipe, as she particularly enjoys de-stoning three or four and then leaves the rest for me.  We decided to make them look like Christmas puddings by turning them upside down and icing them with a thick blob of white icing green glitter icing holly leaves, and berry sugar balls. G did a lot of it herself, I was chief get the eggshell out of the mixture monitor, and do the final stirring when arms get tired and fancy pogoing around the house on the new bungee bouncer that Father Christmas supplied. This is fitting as on the actual Christmas day, me and G served the pudding and custard by that very transportation method of pogoing it from the kitchen to the living room to our assorted diners. Possibly that cherry beer had affected me a little more than I had thought at the time......but it was G's suggestion, and we are a team.