A Russian Communist named Rudolf looks out the window of his hut one cold December day and exclaims, " It is raining again and I'll never get the sled to market!" His wife goes to the window and says, "Comrade Husband, I believe it has turned to snow." "No, Comrade Wife," he insists, "it is definitely still raining." "Comrade Husband, you are wrong again!" barks the wife. "I know snow when I see it!" Between clenched teeth, he snarls, "You may know snow, but Rudolf the Red knows rain, Dear!"
I don't want any of you using a phony excuse like Christmas to avoid posting in the forum. We've got priorities around here and family can wait.
Well it's 8pm here now...we've been out met up with friends and had drinks this afternoon , then back for Dinner of a whole baked salmon glazed with redcurrants and Prosecco wine, with carrots , swede and roasted potatoes ....... . Hubs has disappeared for a snooze, and so I've come to see how you're all getting on as your Christmas day is just starting