Our annual Christmas weekend takes place at High Wray in Cumbria, but this year that meant that our intended base lay squarely in the path of Storm Desmond. The accompanying gales and flooding proved too powerful: Desmond triumphed over Santa, and Christmas was cancelled. Almost.
Hazel managed to secure a table at the Moss Trooper pub in Timperley, and eight of us managed to switch our plans to meet up for food, banter and Secret Santa.
Pip sported her best Christmas hat, but Mick had gone the whole hog, or should that be reindeer, by dressing as Rudolph, with antlers, red nose and fetching onesie.
The food was hearty, and was interspersed by use of the penguin skittles and quick-fire quiz that came from two of Secret Santa's parcels.  |
Penguin skittles
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| Not quite a full strike! |
It wasn't quite the Christmas we expected, and some people ended up missing out entirely, but we were glad that some of us had been able to salvage some MNTV festivities among the howling gales of winter.
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