Daughter 2 borrowed a Santa outfit for her boss to wear at their work Christmas dinner, so of course, being a subtle and tasteful person, I made her try it on.
I think she quite suits a beard.
Naturally we had to get Sirius in the photo too. He seemed a bit confused.
Lastly, Mr Life was forced to dress up.
By the weekend, our real tree will be standing on that spot. Mr Life will have put it up, with a merry smile and not a single complaint.
Tomorrow will be the 41st anniversary of the evening that I took him to my school dance, the beginning of our romance...