Jingle Bells Jingle Bells - tocam os sinos na torre da igreja

The allergy is gone. Uff! Couldn't scare my mother. Enough commotion already to see me with a shaved head. Family arrives tomorrow for the battle of the Christmas Eve "bacalhau". It's going to feel like a refugee camp evacuating Christmas dinner from Portugal to London (people, food, drink, pans, sweets...the all lot). I hope the airport authorities don't stop the vegetables and codfish or we end up having cucumber sandwiches. I wish you all my friends a great time with your families. I shall be silent for a few days. Nothing will happen anyway, just eat, drink, eat, drink, and eventually some natural irritation with relatives insisting to eat more (very Portuguese: "Eat more, eat! Don't leave and then say you were hungry!"). Never try this line on me.