It has been some time since I have written anything –shame on me! I know you will understand as there were a crowd of us for 12 days and I literally did not manage to find the extra time.
At one point, I thought Mick and I were going to have to eat a 12 kg Turkey, a gammon and a whole leg of Jamon to ourselves with flights that my family were supposed to be on being cancelled, but luckily as they were leaving the airport after being turned away, I got on the trusty old internet and re-booked all their flights before anyone else could! This, however, meant one lot coming to Malaga, and another to Alicante – at the same time! The other was arriving just after Christmas and so I didn’t have to worry that day.
The worst moment was when my sister and her husband were airborne and my parents were on the runway – in a blizzard! I just couldn’t bear to think about them not getting away after all that and two lots of getting up at 3 in the morning, but the travel gods were with us and they managed to get off a few hours later – Mick had already set off to Malaga (four hours away from here by car) and so had pulled of at Almeria city so I got a few more unexpected Christmas presents!
Anyhow, that evening (and three days and three hours late), they arrived and in retrospect it made it very exciting and very special – the house looked very Christmassy with all the logs fires and wood burners going, and the Cava on ice – I was so happy to see them all after really believing it was not going to happen. Then a few days later, my brother arrived with his partner and Oliver, my nephew, who lives in Devon. It was a miracle that they all made it here after day after day of hideous snow reports. It was the best Christmas present I could have had.
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