Christmas Letter 2012

We have put the tree up, had some mulled wine andmince pies which leads me to think that it must be time for anotherRobertson-Willmot Christmas letter: a time to sit and ponder on what 2012brought our way

However I feel I must apologise for being ratherrubbish this year on getting people their birthday cards and presents on time -or at all. Lots of things have happened and resulted in my inability tosimply sort myself out. But please rest assured that you have, each andeveryone of you, been in my thoughts. That's enough of that, however, forI have digressed!

Eliza has been lucky enough to experience snow eachyear; but this year was a first as she was able to join us sledging! Weare not completely sure how much she enjoyed it as she was trust up like aturkey and couldn't say too much! Normally there isn't any shutting ourlittle chatterbox up!

Our little twinkle-toes started ballet this year andenjoys practising her magic feet, tippy toes and ballet turns at everyopportunity. I took up pole fitness (pole dancing but not the dodgervariety) at the end of 2011 and have since taken part in a couple of shows. Inthe first we did a version of Grease and the second was a Halloween MonsterMash... However I sit here now with a dislocated knee after falling offthe pole - the poor paramedics didn't know what to do with themselves! Chris' daughters Hollie and Jaime-Lee, turned 21 and 16 respectively this yearand, continue to do well.

As a familythe three of us went to Corfu and enjoyed a sunny week and made newfriends. We also spent a few days in the New Forest camping - with Vinnietoo. We celebrated the Jubilympics as best we could and were lucky enoughto go to the Olympic Stadium as well as to watch the “horsey dancing”.

Eliza continues to see all of her friends regularlyand has just had a run of birthday parties - including her own. She alsostarted nursery recently and we are looking forward to our first Nativity play. Well I guess that brings us full circleand leaves me with just enough room to wish you a Merry Christmas and a happynew year from us all.

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