December was quiet... until the end.
Other than that, my wife and I went to Cornwall for Christmas, for the third year in a row. Alas, near the end of it news came that my wife's father had died and we had to rush back to the United States for the funeral. A sad time, but he lived a good life.
The picture below is of me 'n' my homeboyz atop our Christmas cake. I'm the one on the left.