And so this was Christmas…
As always, my wife and I spent Christmas Eve at home. We cooked (which means: she cooks while I test the Chablis – both, as always, leading to first-class respectively “premier cru” results), then we ate, then we gave each other presents. I got a copy of the book “Watching Basketball Like a Genius” by Nick Greene, the first of three basketball-related gifts I got this year.
Usually, we visit my wife’s parents on Christmas Day and mine on Boxing Day. It was the other way around this year. So, around lunchtime on Saturday we arrived at my parents’ home.