Tell you what, this week, I wish I lived in Spain. Not that our own Epiphany celebrations haven't rocked, by the way.
Alice advised me that the done thing was to put a hard bean in a cake. But why stop at a bean when you already have a surplus of plastic babies?
Then we Fimoed some presents in the oven for the Magi to bring the infant Jesus. Accidentally, four were made. The Lattes decided that the additional gift would definitely contain chocolate.
Crowns were created from the Coffee House's seemingly endless supply of sequins (I don't even know where they come from). I offer these gifts of second-rate photographs to the Queen of Colour herself, Miss Silverpebble.
Then, with a heavy heart and large quantities of sherry, I took down the Christmas tree and packed the ornaments away. With them I placed the first Christmas present of 2011: new decorations, which I buy each year in the January sales.
See you on the other side, my shiny little men.