All was quiet in the early hours of Christmas Eve morning; babes and husband sleeping in their beds while I got ready to work my last shift before Christmas and, you know, finalise my Channel swim!
Lunch packed, uniform ironed and deposit paid, I wrote this little message for my family to wake up to. Not sure if my kids were more excited about hanging up their stockings or the swim – they are still pretty small and love Father Christmas! – but Christmas Eve had that extra little bit of magic for me as I snuck out the front door in the dark and cycled off to work…
(And yes, they decorated the tree, with as much tinsel and as many homemade decorations as they could find! They loved it and I had to let it go, let it go…!)