Cut To The Chase

The two kids are asleep upstairs (or at least one asleep and one 'quiet'), the Christmas music is on, snow is falling once again outside and I'm finally getting a bit of peace to write some Christmas cards.  The only thing I feel is missing is some mulled wine, and am wondering if grape juice would be such a bad alternative to red wine...  It's all really quite pleasant and festive until I cut my tongue licking an envelope shut, and it's only the bloomin' second one.  I knew there was a reason I normally let the Don do that bit!