Christmas Eve

Since Czech Christmas is actually on the 24th, it wasn't difficult to decide what to eat - kureci rizky a bramborovy salat (chicken escalope in breadcrumbs and potato salad). That's not necessarily the most traditional Czech food (normally it's carp), but not everyone eats that..... Gregor was keen to help so I let him loose with the meat tenderiser.

...and we renamed kureci rizek as "bang bang chicken".

And tucked in with great appetite and me a slight nostalgic melancholy for such simple dishes that work so well. After our Czech food (clean forgot about the tatarka though), we moved to the British tradition of hanging the stockings on the mantlepiece.

We left our little notes out for Santa and ate some of his biscuits in the process.

Just to be sure that Santa knew there were some requests (Gregor, a fire engine, Alastair, a tractor) and grub, the boys were yelling up the chimney for him not to forget us.

Alastair surprised us by copying Gregor instantly and bellowing "Anda" just as loudly!