So, I have two sisters and a brother, and we're all of an age to have long-term partners and various sizes of adorable spawn. Christmas has, for several years, been a house full of people coming, going, cooking, napping and passing babies backwards and forwards. We're too many people to all do one thing together at the same time, so there's always three or four activities going on at once.
One of which, for the past 5 years, has been the colour-in tablecloth. It's a large sheet of paper with a range of festive motifs haphazardly sprawled across it, ready and waiting for anyone's felt-tip pen. The first year we got it, we thought it was for the kids, but we quickly found all four of us siblings hunched over it at the same time, completely engrossed and taking it very seriously.
It's become a much-anticipated fixture at our family Christmases since then, and every year I find some new stupid thing to do. From the angel boldly trumpeting comedic flatulence, to the fairisle pattern on the reindeer's saddle that bordered on pointillism, there's always something. You don't want to know how long the jar of jelly beans took last year.
So, this year's effort, pictured here, is a small rodent spoiling for a punch-up. Merry Christmas to you and yours, good plussers, and if your family is anything like mine, do look into getting one of these tablecloths. They rule.