We were all watching Watchdog on Tuesday night. One of the Innocent Drinks founders was being grilled about exploding smoothies. Actually, he wasn't really given a hard time and kept getting the point across that the smoothies contain nothing - but nothing - but fruit. And I'm so pleased because a ridiculous article in the Daily Mail left some readers with the impression that a carton of Innocent contained 22 teaspoons of sugar - but that's the Daily Mail for you.
Innocent is where the London son works and we're off to visit him very soon. We haven't even see where he's living, so will try to fit a flat-visit in too.
The next thing on our social calendar is The Merry Wives of Windsor with Judi Dench and Simon Callow in Stratford - can't wait.
Last weekend I went with our daughter to see Will Young in Vortex in Manchester. Our seats were at the top of some scaffolding (good job her height-phobia dad wasn't with us) and the actual chairs were so high off the floor that I had to haul our 5ft daughter onto hers. The play was very entertaining but very emotional, with people screaming, screeching and weeping, not to be recommended for the depressed.
But what I'm really looking forward to is Ricky Gervais in Fame, followed by the X Factor and then Keane - I guess I'm just not very cultured.
The London son sent some photos of snow yesterday. They made me think of the beautiful snowy scenes he used to email from Cambridge - I can feel a visit coming on.
We had a Christmas dinner on Sunday - seven of us, with crackers, the lot. It's funny how you can enjoy it more when it's just a normal day with the pressure of "the perfect Christmas" removed.
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