Friday, May 18, 2007
I remember Christmas 2000. We spent it in St Boswells with Ian's parents and his brother. It was a wonderful day. So different from the Christmases I was used to in Bournemouth: shouting, screaming, rows.
How lovely to spend the day in a calm way with a feeling of serenity, though a gentle sense of excitement bubbling up within me.
The next day, Boxing Day, we jetted off to St Lucia, escaping the snow in Edinburgh for a fortnight in the sun.