Ok, another Christmas over. It was a very quiet Christmas, and not like your traditional one either. Christmas morning Connor slept in (which Steph and I appreciated), and after getting up, feeding pigs, checking goats, and feeding all the other animals we had breakfast (the family tradition of a variety pack continues over here too). After a spot of housework, we started opening presents around 9am-ish, maybe later. We tried to let Connor open as much as he could, but he tried eating the wrapping paper more than once.
By lunch time, we still had a few to go, so we had a bite to eat, and then continued on with the presents. About 3pm, we started on the spitroast, with removing the trotters, the shoulders (from the 8th rib) and the head. Once we got it on the spit and the BBQ started, things were on their way.. Many hours later, and a sore thumb from a accident with a hacksaw, the pork was ready (took around 6 hours all up to cook, but the spit worked a treat).
The meat was pretty fantastic, and we had it with a salad and bread rolls, not your traditional Christmas dinner.
Just after dinner, Monkey gave birth to the first kid, and the other followed about 45 minutes later.
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