Boxing Day, December, 2012.

Don't know if you have noticed but it seems to us that taking photos of the misfortunes of others and then blogging them has become something of a sport.

The very spot from which Sky News gave the nation 24 hour coverage of the River coming up (it's going back down now). Exciting, wasn't it.

The City's feathered community carrying on regardless (and having a quiet chuckle to themselves no doubt).

Don't bother to ring up about the Boxing Day menu. No rush.

Note water being pumped out faster (one presumes) than it is flooding in.

No interest in watching from the Centre Course Enclosure. Funny that.

Water being pumped over the new flood defences and back into the river from Hylton Road. The multi-million pound defences have held firm; it's the Victorian drains that can't cope now.

Well, that's our constitutional over. Time to wander back home for one of Vicky's signature Boxing Day turkey dinners. It comes with chips and gravy.

Come on Vic, let's get a move on!

Christmas Day, December, 2012.

It's 8:00am and David is excited: Santa's been and he's now got a new winter hat and several slot cars.

It's just gone 2:00pm and we are now at Pat and Graham's. Brett, Mary, Phoebe, Erin and Pat begin to tuck in to the first of many starters.

Pat, Millie, Ellie, John and Vicky attack the minestrone soup.

It's now about 6:00pm and with the meal finished and the washing and drying up all done it's time to open the presents. Yay!

Erin, Brett, and Graham are all of a tizz.

Erin's last ever Xmas in good olde Blighty?

Now it's time for the several desserts!

Christmas Eve, Monday 24th December, 2012.

Here we go again. No sooner has the Severn gone down, it's back up again. This isn't river water, merely waterlogged ground.

The view in the opposite direction. This is river water. And Vicky.

More water here than the last time. Definitely.

The north end of the racecourse. The flow here is almost as fast as the actual river which is about 100 yards away. Spooky.

It's always important to ensure yer allotment is well irrigated.

Estate Agents tend to be an optimistic lot and Allan Morris is no exception.

No way back home through the park today.

Evesham Cats Protection, Sunday 23rd December, 2012.

David's made a naive mistake. In getting the tea bags out for the first cuppa of the morning he's left the cupboard door wide open. It's an open invitation for Katie.

In today's world of the gadget, everyone is used to having a camera shoved into their gob for yet another photo. But not these three. Unfortunately, we do not yet own a spit/hiss cam.

Third cuppa of the morning and Vicky has grumpy-Maggie and Syd for company. Don't get too close Syd!

Having been side-swiped by grumpy-Maggie, Syd seeks refuge on an inferior lap. Well, any port in a storm, eh?

In anticipation of a cold freezing winter, Jasper has been eating all the pies. Given the mild weather we are actually having at the mo' it's all he can do to haul his carcass about the place before having a lie down every few secs.

Carol Service, Worcester Cathedral, Saturday 22nd December, 2012.

The Big Entrance, with the Bishop of Dudley bringing up the rear.

The Big Exit, some 90 minutes later.

Down The Lane, Saturday, 8th December, 2012.

Two pretty uninspiring photos of what will most likely be our last ever visit to St George's Lane to watch Worcester City FC. Once this season is over the 'stadium', which City first used back in 1905, will become a housing estate: at least it will be a brown field development.

Next season City will have to play at Kidderminster Harriers until their new stadium at Nunnery Lane(?) is built. Although the whole thing is a sorry saga and, who knows, it may never be built if the sums don't add up. Until it is, a huge question mark hangs over the long term future of The Faithful City.

Whatever happens, we won't go to see City play anywhere else. We love the fact that we can walk from home down The Lane in just 15 mins. Driving over to the other side of town and parking up, let alone driving to Kidder, holds no attraction to us. Might as well go the whole hog and drive to The Mol or Villa Park.

More folk on the pitch than in the stands!

Actually, for this game against FC Halifax Town, the crowd was 1,012: pretty good for games in The Conference North, and the second highest in the division today.

It wasn't a bad contest but we won't mention the score. Not important............only a game.........it's the taking part that counts.

Tickets for the last league game of the season down The Lane against Chester City are already on sale. The club is hoping for a full house of 4,500. They could do with the money.

Talking of money: it cost us £30.50 (inc Programme) to sit and watch on a cold day on a hard bum-numbing wooden bench what is, effectively, a Division 6 match. Ridiculous. Football has gone completely cowin' mad.

We have spoken.