Yes, Christmas and New Year are sadly at an end and it's time for reality to bite once again. But what a laugh.
Briefly and as I mentioned last time, we went to Coleraine/Portrush/Portstewart for the Christmas bit.
And within an hour of arriving, Vanessa and I were already spending some quality time with this lady.
And of course Clare, the world's greatest living bar person, looked after us.
In fact, we were back the next day too - Christmas Eve - where we were joined by other familiar faces.
But there were other pressing matters that day too, including getting two young 'uns off to their Yuletide scratchers.
After leaving refreshments, obviously.
And despite being at Granny's as opposed to ours, Santa did find them in time for Christmas morning.
We then headed off to my sisters for the big day where I received one of my favourite ever presents (from my mum).
Boxing Day brought the only meaningful football derby. Mercifully the good guys triumphed 2-1.
Sad goodbyes followed, particularly to Katie who, as ever, excelled in her big cousin duties.
And then we were back in Guiseley where the pace was expected to drop. But not a bit of it.
This was us on New Year's Eve.
Sometime after midnight. Ish.
And we spent New Year's Day with friends old and new, where the adults played this.
Some things are better left unsaid, so go and check it out for yourself.
Suffice to say that it provided the catalyst for one of the funniest days with some of the best people I've met.
And then Saturday came when Charlotte had her fifth birthday party.
Awwww.
But it became very noisy too.
