Lucy and Scott are here visiting for Christmas; it has been wonderful to see them and celebrate the holidays together. The younger generation all get along really well together, no big surprise there. Here is a shot of Scott and gang walking in the King's college yard; I think this is the afternoon that they arrived, but nobody seems to be showing the jet lag (they all look very serious, like a group of dons having a philosophy discussion).
Hanging of stockings proved to be an interesting puzzle, since when we rented out house in Cambridge, the one thing we had to promise was to "not put any new holes in the walls". We decided that this should probably extend to banging nails into the mantelpiece, so we had to come up with alternate means of attaching our stockings (I suppose we always could have used duct tape, but that seems like a cop-out). Here is the arrangement we came up with:
Not terribly stable, but it only had to last one morning. The weird-looking thing on the very right had side of the photo is actually a large paper-mache fish that Lydia and I made together; she has mostly finished painting it, so now we need to figure out a better place to display it (maybe hung from the ceiling?).
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