Regrettably the girls caught a nasty cold before Christmas and, by Boxing Day, most of us had gone down with it too (sniffle, sneeze, cough). Added to which, the sun hasn't put in too much of an appearance since Christmas Day (apparently H.S. had the national temperature low!*) so we haven't felt inclined to head out and about too much, though hopefully we'll manage to revisit the magnificent Arthur's Pass before we leave.
Meanwhile then, we've been having a peaceful domestic time, punctuated by drinks party at the neighbours' (in their self-built log "cabin" - and much excitement when Duncan spotted a hedgehog on the verge as we walked up the lane), hosting Morag's family for her niece's birthday party, and many and varied games and Beatrix Potter stories... (hence the heightened Mrs Tiggywinkle excitement)
* though 30° promised for Monday
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