With the gift opening out of the way, I immediately (still feeling like crap) got ready for the next stage of the Christmas Day schedule. I gave Dawn a list of all the food prep that I needed and then headed out to Holloway to collect Dad. God knows what other drivers thought when they looked across at me sitting there with a surgical mask over my face. Thankfully I didn't stick some reindeer antlers on my head, too.
Everything so far (apart from my bloody cold) was going better than planned. I even arrived at Dad's 30 minutes ahead of schedule and we were soon on the road driving back to Hertford. At the house, Dawn (and Brady) were peeling potatoes and parsnips, wrapping sausages in bacon, and rolling stuffing balls. To tell the truth, Dawn was tasked to do all this, but she spent an hour looking for a Christmas table runner that our friend Melissa had given (and made) for us when we were in Florida.
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