We’ll walk the dog and then KP, his Mum and I will have smoked salmon and scrambled eggs while the teens hold their noses (anti-fish). Present opening will be followed by an hour on the beach complete with tiny Christmas tree, a cup of tea in a flask (maybe I’ll tuck something else in there too). Then it’s back for the main feast, turkey with all the trimmings and trimmings and trimmings. Our lovely neighbours will pop in for drinks … then sixteen of us will sit down at a long, long table. It’s a core crowd that goes back almost twenty years to days in Saudi Arabia and we’re celebrating our friendship, backgrounds and beliefs – six people will be avoiding the ham and sausages. Teen friends may or may not drop in, we’ll probably play games.