Before breakfast... wooly mammoths, polar bears, chocolate reindeer poo (that J cautiously resisted, until force-fed), deafening bird whistles and peanut shells under the duvet.
Before lunch... the Queen's Speech (!) with neighbour and Prosecco, then on to the great James river, miniature pineapple chucks, freezing paddling and actual sunshine.
Before the turkey (over-brined!)... the park for an inter-generational assault course, much panting, then plenty of TV panto time.
Bed for all at 9pm and no stirring 'till twelve hours later - utter bliss!