Firstly, hope that you all had a fantastic Christmas spent with family and friends and that Santa brought you everything you wanted!

Our Christmas started on the 24th December at 11am. We decided that the pile of presents was really too big to take to Wales then to Scotland with us, and as 11am on the 24th December is really midnight, and hence Christmas Day, this was a good compromise.

Big thanks to everyone that sent over presents! I must admit I wasn't expecting to get much being on this side of the world, but in the weeks leading up to Christmas, they just kept coming and coming!

I get the feeling that a lot of possum's died for us this Christmas, as that was definitely the dominant feature in opening the presents, with Aaron and I both getting Merino-Possum scarf's and socks from Aaron's parents, and me getting a Merino-Possum jersey and gloves and Aaron getting Merino-Possum socks from my Nana.

I managed to get quite a pile of presents including: a new sleeping bag, a couple of pairs of earrings and a few other little things from Mum and Dad; a travel frisbee, travel radio/clock and NZ playing cards from Marc (my little bro); a print from Janna and a number of bottles of wine from workmates.

Aaron gots lots of socks!

We then headed off to Victoria Coach Station to catch our £3 bus to Cardiff. Just briefly, there is a funny story that goes with this one... Aaron had told Steve, the guy we were staying with, that we were arriving on the 23rd, when we were actually coming on the 24th. With Aaron's phone on silent, neither of us had heard the 12 missed calls, 2 text messages or 2 very worried messages from Steve coming through until 1.30am. By this time, Steve had been to the bus station in Cardiff (20 mins away from his house) and the train station and been in touch with the police and hospital. Needless to say, Aaron was a little red-faced.