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In the heart of the French countryside,

a magnificent chateau stood uncared for and abandoned.

Then five years ago, everything changed...

Oh, wow. Look at that!

..when an intrepid British couple...

Turn, turn, turn, turn.

Wow.

..unlocked its front door...

Everything's gorgeous.

..fell in love with it's grandeur,

and embarked on an adventure.

It's so incredibly important to bring it back to life.

Since they moved in, engineer Dick Strawbridge...

..and his wife, designer Angel,

have transformed almost all 45 rooms,

including four sumptuous guest suites

for their wedding and events business.

But despite their hard work, their dream often resembled a nightmare.

You should not to be able to see the sky out of your roof.

Behind every romantic story is the reality.

Now it's the end of their busiest year yet...

There's 25 tonnes of stones to move.

..one filled with creativity and craftsmanship...

This is perfect.

..a lot of fun with friends and family...

Smile.

..and some extraordinary memories.

It's now Christmas and time to find out what happens next...

To family, to friends.

Aw! Families and friends!

..in this 21st century French fairy tale.

It's Christmas.

I've got to say, it looks pretty magical.

In the magnificent city of Rennes,

Dick, Angel, Arthur and Dorothy...

Look who's here!

..and all their chateau helpers are meeting up

to kick off the seasonal celebrations.

Hello.

Right, who wants to go on the carousel?

THEY CHEER

The annual Christmas market here gives everyone the opportunity

for some fun and festivities...

Smile. OK, look at me.

..for Arthur to show off his chivalrous manners...

..and for Dick and Angel to say a very big thank you

to their hard-working team.

Cheers!

Over the past year,

Dick and Angel have hosted 38 events at the chateau,

welcomed over 1,500 wedding guests...

You may kiss your bride.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

..looked after dozens of glamping enthusiasts...

..and FOR Angel's parents' golden anniversary...

Service!

..entertained over 100 of their UK friends.

That's lovely. ALL: Cheese!

THEY CHEER

GEESE HONK

Now winter's here and there's just one more event to prepare for.

Dick and Angel's friends from both America and Britain are coming over for the weekend

and to make it extra special,

they want to offer them a traditional French Christmas.

Quentin!

They just need to find out from chateau helper Quentin

exactly what that entails.

You're going to take notes and all? I have to. Oh, yeah. OK.

Christmas. Yes!

Family time, grown-up time? Family time always.

On the 24th, at night, we go to my father's side with 30 people,

all brothers and sisters, cousins, uncles, everyone.

We keep eating and eating all night long until midnight.

OK.

OK, first course?

Oysters or shrimps.

You have lots of oysters. Yeah, yeah.

My grandad, he goes pick them, how you say, pick them up?

They go collecting. Yeah, they go for the day.

It's a tradition that's been going on for years and years and years.

I love that you start Christmas just not on Christmas Day.

The preparation is sometimes just as fun.

How many oysters each, do you reckon?

How many oysters do you eat on Christmas Eve?

Ooh, it would be like 10-20 or... Each? You'd eat 10?

Each? Yeah. OK.

Liking the sound of the oysters,

Dick's hoping the main course is a traditional Christmas roast.

That's good. OK, now where is your turkey?

We are in France, we don't have turkey. No.

Just beef.

What about Christmas pudding?

What is that?

ANGEL LAUGHS

I don't know that.

No. You've never had it?

Realising that a French Christmas is rather different from a British one,

Dick quickly checks on one major component.

Do you have Father Christmas turn up? Yes.

He always turns up at the house.

Always. Pere Noel?

Yeah, he has the...the bell and when we hear it,

all the kids are like, "Oh, he's here!"

and then we welcome him in the house.

He has a big bag and gives the presents to all the children.

You have to send a letter. Pere Noel a letter.

I love it.

Great. Yeah.

BIRDS TWEET

Now they know that Santa, or Pere Noel as he's known in France,

is definitely part of the plan,

Dick and Angel decide that a French Christmas is the thing to do.

That is lovely, Arthur. It's good, isn't it?

I got all of the Christmas colour.

And, as Quentin advised, Arthur and Dorothy are promptly put to work

on their wish list, though there are terms and conditions.

You have to be very careful at this stage

cos this is the time of the year

when we have to be on our absolute best behaviour.

Yes. By means no pranking anybody?

ANGEL LAUGHS That will be a surprise.

Knights, Treasure X Tomb, and the other one is Pokemon...

Box. Box.

While Arthur keeps his options open,

Dorothy has her eyes on one particular prize.

I thought you said to me that you wanted a mermaid bike?

I want the mermaid to be blue and pink.

Blue and pink mermaid bike.

Blue and pink.

So you do want the mermaid bike?

There are some issues that the elves only make a certain number of different colours.

But Father Christmas will do the best he possibly can, won't he?

We'd like you to put, just in case, surprises.

Then he will say, "Right, I haven't got this one,

"I haven't got this one,

"I'll give her a tangerine in the bottom of her stocking."

I hope it actually gets to the North Pole.

It will. It will do. It always does.

Thank you very much. And, Arthur...

Right, do we think the fire's fast enough to get it up to Pere Noel?

Yeah. Yes.

To ensure their letters get to Pere Noel on time, Dick's decided

to use the traditional smokescreen postal system.

Up we go.

I sent my letters to Father Christmas like this,

55 years ago.

I sent it up a little coal fire in a house in Northern Ireland

when I was your age.

And do you know what? He got it right!

So this system works. It's got 50+ years of working.

Letters posted to the pole,

the family's next job is to pick a tree.

OK, it's not that bad. Let's go. Ha-ha!

And as they have guests on their way,

Angel's keen to ensure it's a good one.

Come on, come on, messy boy.

No-one's allowed to do mud angels. I will.

Right, Mummy. Yeah.

You have to find the perfect tree.

Knowing Angel's high expectations,

Dick tells Dorothy and Arthur exactly what to look out for.

It has to be bushy, it has to be high enough,

it has to have a single spike on the top

and it has to be not too tall,

because that'll touch the chandeliers.

Angel, though, soon discovers that picking the perfect pine is

not as straightforward as she hoped.

That's too small.

That's not bad at all.

No.

That's not terrible.

Potentially.

OK, that's no.

Is it tall enough for you?

No, that one's a bit too sparse.

Come on, Mrs, choose your tree.

Did you choose quickly last time, then?

Luckily, Dorothy can see the wood for the Christmas trees...

Daddy, look!

..And finds something that might work.

DAD!

I have to say, baby, I really like it.

It has a bit of a wildness to it that is lovely.

We've actually found our Christmas tree. Hooray!

Hooray!

And once it's wrapped up...

ANGEL LAUGHS Oh, gosh.

It was like a tree monster.

..it's time to take it home and begin untangling the fairy lights.

Santa's little helpers.

Let's get this tree up, eh?

Who remembers these? Is that your one?

As soon as they're back at the chateau,

the decorations are dug out,

and with them, a whole slew of memories.

They're obviously very special and they're very cherished.

When they come out the box and every year I smile.

You'll have to find the angel, darling.

Found the ugly angel. She's got character, she's not ugly.

I'm sure she's got a great personality. About here?

No! Really?

A bit more higher on the step.

You haven't been up these steps, darling. It's a long way...

Whoa. At the top, a bit higher.

Lovely. She looks perfect, doesn't she?

Dorothy, Mummy and Daddy bought that when we actually came to France

for the first time together,

so we've had that ornament since way before you were born.

I love the fact that this is a tree of memories.

I'm putting Dorothy up here.

As Dorothy found the tree,

she has the final say on how well the baubles are balanced.

Is it all right, there, Dorothy? Is it looking good?

Arthur, you're going to be here.

The ladies are there, and the cats and Mummy are there.

Now Dorothy's given them the nod,

the Strawbridge family settle back to admire their work.

Right, three, two, one.

Oh, look at that!

Whoa. Look at the sparklies.

I'm thinking that's a pretty good tree.

Well done, Mummy.

A few days later, Dick's Christmas present to himself is delivered.

What every man with 60-foot high walls and a leaking roof wants...

..a second-hand, 6 tonne, cherry picker.

DICK LAUGHS

Hello, bonjour. Hello, good morning.

Oh, that's not French.

Good morning. No, I'm a Dutch guy. Oh.

Get it unloaded for me. OK. It's really quite exciting.

This is a third of the price of hiring scaffolding to do our roof -

a third of the price -

and I can sell it at the end.

Before he sells it though, there's a lot of work to do on the roof.

Right, Remi, let me see what I can do. OK.

And Dick's keen to know what it's like that high up.

I'm in. I'm going to clip on.

I have the helm.

Right.

Quite windy.

OK, that's a bit wobbly.

This is the best view I've ever had of the chateau roof.

I got some slates to sort out up here, you know.

This is pretty special.

I'm level with the top.

And the sun's come out.

Now he's tested his new toy to its limits,

Dick's Christmas present proves itself a towering success.

I'm up above the clouds.

DICK LAUGHS

It's winter and Christmas is just around the corner.

Dick, though, has a perennial problem he needs to sort out first.

Right, you went up here last time, didn't you?

Yeah, yeah.

So we're on our way.

The chateau's enormous 340-square-metre slate roof

is almost the size of five British ones.

And as most of it is 150 years old,

it comes with at least five times as many problems.

Local ex-pat Andy is the latest roofer to visit the chateau.

Right...

Yeah, a few holes.

And that's, that's the bit I want sorted.

Has it lost its zinc?

I don't know!

Across the countryside of France,

roofs of chateaux like this are edged in zinc rather than lead.

And on one of this size and age,

there's inevitably quite a bit of wear and tear.

You can go out of those windows

and climb out with the ladders if you want to.

Unfortunately, the only way to find out exactly why

there are holes in the roof is to have a closer look.

Fortunately, Dick has just bought the perfect tool for the job.

He just needs to use it to climb up onto the roof.

Or at least get Andy to.

Nice and easy.

I like the ground.

Dick might not be keen to fix holes five storeys up...

..but he is excited by their idea of hosting a French Christmas.

So before their guests arrive at the weekend...

All right, missus.

..Dick wants to know their battle plan.

Oh, this is nice. I can't stop singing Christmas songs.

I loved talking to Quentin about Christmas.

That to me was something that was quite exciting.

Our party, it's a French Christmas, yeah?

But if we're going to do it as a French celebration

what about...? Oysters.

Oysters! Do you know what I like most about that?

The idea of the men going to collect oysters.

I like that idea. Arthur will love it.

You going maybe with my dad, Papi, will be hilarious.

I love it.

Another French tradition at Christmas is the buche de Noel,

or Yule log, which is served instead of plum pudding.

I see them all the time in the bakeries around Christmas time.

I've never tasted one, so I have got no preconceived ideas.

It must be like a nice Swiss roll.

OK, buche de Noel. Buche de Noel.

The thing Quentin said,

Pere Noel turning up, I think, was quite special. Yeah.

The fact that there's a bell sounding.

You see Arthur and Dorothy will have no idea.

Dorothy will probably think it's cows outside or something.

I would hope not!

Now they've established what they want for their French Christmas,

it then dawns on Dick and Angel

that this will be their last party of 2019.

We've had an epic year with family.

It has been a year of celebrations, hasn't it?

I got 60, your dad got 70.

I had 40. Last year.

Last year, still counts.

Are you sort of saying have a pre Christmas birthday party?

Yeah, I am.

So we'll get everybody together and party.

But it's going to be French.

A pre-Christmas French birthday party.

Now the party plans are in place,

Angel's free to fully focus on festive flourishes

like home-made Santa sacks.

These are going to be for Arthur and Dorothy's pressies.

There is something about making something at Christmas time

that's different, and it's because you kind of know that

it's going to come out every year.

I love it, I love tradition.

Once Angel's made a sack

big enough for even the most ambitious of wish lists,

she just needs to add a decorative drawstring.

This bit goes all the way round.

OK, this is good.

Sew this in.

OK...

Fabulous, et voila!

A couple of pompoms, and I'm done.

Down in the kitchen,

Dick is about to launch himself into unknown territory.

I have never made a buche de Noel.

The traditional buche de Noel, the French equivalent of our Yule log,

is first made by baking a thin chocolate sponge.

TIMER BEEPS

Then coating it with a thick layer of butter cream.

To do that bit, Dick's called in the expert.

When I first met Angel,

she was doing this three or four times a week.

Three or four times a day.

As Angel used to run a vintage tea company

and baked dozens of cupcakes every day...

How much sugar would you like?

Oh, no not that much.

..she does know a thing or two about icing.

You putting it all in?

OK.

And as soon as the icing's ready,

Dick's keen to lend a hand.

That's good. You can stop there.

You can overspread. You can, seriously, don't do it.

What?

You invited me into your kitchen.

I did. And took over.

That is amazing.

I need bark.

This is my end. I was doing this quite neatly and you did take over.

You being competitive?

I'm just...

No, I will literally...

My kitchen, my rules.

Soon the cookery competition is over.

There we go, it feels like Christmas now.

And the chateau's first ever buche de Noel

is, to everyone's surprise...

Gosh, that looks like a log.

..good enough to eat.

Thank you very much for your help.

# It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. #

With just days to go until their guests arrive,

Angel, her mum Jenny and Dorothy

are busy getting the chateau ready for their Christmas celebrations.

OK, who wants to make some candy cane wreaths?

I'm going to put you in charge of sellotape.

Right, Dorothy, watch me for a minute.

If we just put that like that, then you do the bottom bit,

and then, once you've sellotaped them together,

I will glue gun it.

There you go.

Do you and Grandma want to get me loads of hearts done?

That's perfect, it's a heart.

Love it.

We're going to be a good team, you know.

Oh, that is perfect.

Well, let's get into production, then.

With Dorothy and Jenny creating sweet hearts,

Angel's free to make the wreaths' scented centrepieces.

I'm liking the production line.

That's amazing, Dodi.

It really, really, really is good.

Can I take this one so I can glue it?

Now you've done all the actual work, Mummy does the easy thing.

Let's get it all in a nice circle.

Right, you happy, Dorothy? Yeah.

This is going to be put

in the middle to give it a bit of structure,

and also, make it feel a little bit Christmassy.

There we go.

Now you've got the structure in place,

you can take the sellotape off.

All Angel needs to do now is hang them in the chateau windows.

They look fun, they're sort of, you know,

they're quite Christmas fairground-like, aren't they?

These actually look very, very, very, sweet.

Oh, my dad would be so proud of me.

As Dick's keen to serve oysters at their French feast,

he's brought Arthur and Papi Steve on a 240-mile round trip

to Penestin on the Brittany coast.

Do you know what? This is just a lovely thing to be doing.

This is really good, isn't it?

Papi's got 10 layers on. He's going to be happy.

Right, you now, young man.

I feel great at the moment.

You feel great? Oh, good.

Daddy's starting to freeze a little bit

so let's get you in this. Come on.

In France, collecting oysters on a cold, windy coastline at Christmas

has for decades been traditionally, and gladly, delegated to the men.

Daddy needs a coat on in a second too because Daddy's freezing!

We're off.

Let's go.

Down there the sea meets the rocks and the big oysters live.

Look at these rock pools.

There's oysters. There's oysters attached to the rocks.

Right, we're looking for oysters

that are ready for the Strawbridge Christmas.

Look at how many oysters are on here. Lots of oysters.

Gonna start hunting.

Now watch, watch, watch, Arthur.

We need the biggest ones.

No, that's a rock.

OK, good effort.

That's a lovely oyster, look.

That's nice. We'll set him down there.

I'm only interested in big ones.

Let's see. That is a fat one, Arthur. Well done, mate.

First oyster.

Look at those, Arthur. Those are good oysters.

That's exactly the same as when you buy them in the shops.

In there. Dad... Arthur! That's perfect!

There's a nice one there, Dick.

Let me see.

Oh, Papi's hat!

Steven.

Do you like this? Yeah. This is proper outdoor life, isn't it?

This is idyllic.

All right. It's not exactly warm. It's windy.

But what a way to start Christmas.

It's Christmas and Dick and Angel have invited their friends

Johnny, Nadine, Sophie and Vicky, as well as their children Theodore,

Rosie and Rose, to join them for a weekend of French festivities...

Who wants a coddled egg? ..chateau style.

There's toast to dip in your coddlies.

Delicious. You got enough down here? Good.

I've never gone hungry here. No.

It's very nice.

Thank you, sir. Sorry? No democracy, we have bosses.

And who's the boss of the whole house? Me. Mum?

Dorothy. Dorothy. Dorothy? THEY LAUGH

Cheers, darling. Cheers, cheers. That's you lot by the way.

LAUGHTER DROWNS SPEECH

For the past five years, Angel, her mother Jenny and Dorothy

have made it a tradition each Christmas to gather foliage

for the chateau's decorations.

Just right for you to put in the basket, darling, for Grandma.

Oh, thank you, helper. Thank you, baby.

This year they'd like their friends to join them, even if

they are an endangered species.

Seeing the girls in panda suits together, it's melting my heart.

Amazing.

Yeah, well done.

Angel would like them to create something that not only looks good,

but smells utterly delightful.

Look, this is the herb garden, Daddy's herb garden.

We've got sage and rosemary and thyme.

Put it in. Thank you very much.

Oh, that smells really good.

Every year it's a little bit different,

but we're setting a tradition that we come out

and it's with the children

and everyone is just doing something and...

Gosh, we're very, very lucky.

Wow, I've got a big bucket.

Wow.

And once they've collected enough to fill the whole staircase

with an aromatic display, it's time to get creative.

Come on, team - to work!

We're going to put things in and we're going to build it up

with herbs and all sorts, OK?

So it smells amazing.

That is brilliant.

That's looking nice.

Oh, nice.

It's so good. Everything smells just delightful, doesn't it?

The staircase's Christmas arrangement may smell heavenly,

but a light frost makes it picture perfect.

Right, this is the finishing touch, but I need delicate fingers, OK?

You've all got a bowl.

You're doing a fabulous job everyone. Thank you.

Outside, Dick, Johnny and Papi Steve

are about to grant a very special Christmas wish.

Arthur thinks that's our Christmas tree.

THEY LAUGH

And? It's going to be because you're going to make me a star.

So, same scale as the tree? It's a big star.

Well, that is a big tree, it's just far away, Johnny.

THEY LAUGH

You know? OK? You got it.

Even though DIY expert Johnny is completely in his element...

We need five - exactly the same length, OK?

HE WHISTLES

Meet them in the middle, five of them makes a star.

..he hasn't worked with Papi Steve before.

All right, so, let's cut these in half. I've got a saw hand.

You've got a sore... HE CHUCKLES

If we do that...

Yeah, if we go there... There.

Boom. A star is born.

A star... Yes. THEY CHUCKLE

So, now we get some chicken wire and we just roughly form a star.

Sounds good, sounds like a plan.

That's looking really good.

It is, right? I'm really pleased with that, yeah. Yeah.

So, we're ready for the party now, we just have to plant it.

HE LAUGHS

You run rings around me on that one.

HE LAUGHS

LAUGHTER DROWNS SPEECH

All they have to do now is to hang Arthur's star on the tree.

Luckily they know a man who can.

This has got so many more purposes than just fixing my roof.

OK. We turn it on over there.

Stand clear, anything could happen now. Right, here we go.

Right. OK. It's good. Wait a second.

Right, pass it up, Stevie.

And all that's needed... Keep it off the floor.

Keep it off the floor.

No, it doesn't need to be done more than that. One second.

Down you go. Easy, ease down. I'm attached to it. OK.

Are you ready to feed me up, Johnny? Don't wait for me. I'm good.

How's that? No, you're good. Go.

I can do anything.

I don't quite know what yet, but I can actually do it.

Right. It's quite high.

Whoo-oa.

Attach it as best as possible.

How do we... It's a bit windy as well up here, you know.

Right. Good job, pal.

Bring us down?

Well done. Yeah, well done. HE MUMBLES

Later that night, everyone's gone to bed except Dick and Angel,

who have a very important job to do.

How big a pompom do you want?

Big. About this...these size, babes.

Like make pompoms for Angel's home-made Santa sacks.

Don't make this a pompom competition.

It is! Life is a competition, darling,

and it's the 1960s pompom versus the 1980s pompom.

SHE LAUGHS

HE CHUCKLES Oh, dear.

I've got pompom issues.

Look. Oh, I don't know which one of these bits is attached, oh...

I wish... Oh, what's happening?

I couldn't get it to...

Right, I'm going to cut all these.

On the internet I'm going to find out how to make a pompom.

I'm feeling it.

HE LAUGHS

SHE CHUCKLES

How can it be half a pompom? That doesn't work.

SHE LAUGHS

That looks perfect.

HE LAUGHS

I love you.

Christmas is a time of year just to do stuff like this.

Yeah. Cos we're just working all... So much, all year around, aren't we?

Yeah.

It has been a good year for the business, hasn't it?

It's been a very good year. We've put a lot of hours in this year.

I think the special treat for me was getting the kitchen done.

Oh, yes. And then having Arthur and James, my two big boys,

my big boy and my big man,

just, sort of, in there working and together. It was hilarious.

That was special, that was. That was good.

SHE LAUGHS

HE LAUGHS

And once Dick's stopped playing with his pompoms,

there's time to relax and inspect their handiwork.

Your pompom looks groomed.

Mine looks like it's had a life.

Scarily, like us.

THEY LAUGH

Oh! Oh, oh! How much does that hurt me?

SHE CONTINUES LAUGHING

It's Christmas and tonight an extra special French festive

feast will be served at the chateau.

OK, Arthur what we're going to do is we're going to prep these.

That is garlic, butter, breadcrumbs and a little bit of parsley

and the top will go crispy if we put it in the grill.

Yes, yes, see!

Helping Dick prepare the traditional hors d'oeuvre of oysters

are Arthur and Johnny.

I can scrub and I'll bring them to you ad you can start shucking.

And then Arthur can dress them and put them on there.

Copy that. OK?

Jonny's on that, Jonny's happy. OK?

First lot, first lot, Daddy's on!

Right in we go.

Oh, you're opening it!

That now, I want you to do,

on each of those you're going to put a teaspoon full

of that on the top, so we can then grill it.

Just get some...

Well done, we actually got quite a lot of them.

That's too much. Oh, sorry.

Well, hold on, you know we're having a bit of a birthday party

today as well, you know that, don't you?

Guess what age Jonny was this year? Can you remember? Wait, 51!

No, he's not, he's 50 - he just looks 51!

Meanwhile, upstairs, Angel's about to transform their family dining

table into a feast for the eyes.

As I was walking down to the domes, ah, there was this most beautiful

trunk, with all this moss and I'm like, "That's going on my table!"

Tonight is really, it's all about food and family

and just being together.

It's cheesy, but it's true!

And I'm going to keep it quite simple.

Well, I say that but...

We put the plates down first.

Now Angel can see where the plates will be,

she can start creating her seasonal centrepiece.

A lot of these are kind of like really,

really dried flowers that I've got from the garden.

There's still a real charm to them, I like them a lot.

Old books are used to add height and Angel's personal herd of deer...

My trusted old does!

..help create an enchanting table setting.

To complete her winter wonderland, a light dusting of snow

and a little bit of fun.

But, like everything Angel does, there's always a personal touch.

So everybody has been made a little animal.

Very cute.

They can take this away as a memory.

Quentin helped me with this wording,

which means kind of, "Happy Birthday of Christmas".

So, it does mean the right thing.

Mr Strawbridge, there we go.

Just for the little children.

Oh, a grown-up lovely table!

By 8pm, everyone's dressed in their finest.

You're all look very handsome, chaps.

Arthur's very blinged!

Have you ot enough gold on, Arthur?

Oh!

As the guests begin to gather around the Christmas tree...

I've got a present for you, darling.

..their friend Sophie has a little surprise for Angel.

You might remember this.

Just have a little look and see.

Nine years ago, Angel hosted a party for Sophie,

complete with personalised cupcakes of all her guests,

including a certain Dick Strawbridge.

For Angel, it was love before first sight.

That was just before I met your mummy.

That was literally and look what she's posing with, can you see?

You! It's a picture of me! A picture on that cake.

Give one to me! Thank you.

Now Dick and Angel have a memento of the evening

they met to keep forever.

There you go that's my girl.

To warm everyone up for the evening ahead, Dick's serving hot

custard, blended with cinnamon, vanilla and a good splash of whisky.

Simplicity about the custard cup is it's a custard...

..in a cup!

It's not the sort of thing you make in a dinner jacket!

But it does give Angel the perfect excuse to show off her

collection of Edwardian custard cups.

Custard cups. Custard cups.

For ladies that used to drink custard out of a cup!

It's true.

Custard was traditionally drunk at the end of a meal throughout

the 19th century.

Dick and Angel though prefer to serve it as an

eggnog-style aperitif.

That's service please, miss, thank you.

OK, ladies and gentlemen. Oh, wow!

OK, I'm very sorry this is just for the adults. Why?

Are you all right. Are you happy?

Daddy, why can't I have it, Daddy?

No!

Have you got a drink everybody? Yes.

Who's the youngest? Me!

Now, no pressure.

What's our toast to do with Christmas?

To family, to friends.

Aw!

To family, to friends! Cheers! Chin-chin. Chin-chin.

Cheers.

And the custard cocktails are just the beginning.

Bon appetit!

OK, these oysters are cooked with garlic and herb butter.

And do you know who collected them?

Me, and Daddy and Grandad!

It's the start of a tradition, because every year we're going to go back and do it again.

Steve? It was amazing, an amazing day we had, wasn't it? Yeah, lovely.

So therefore it's good. Dorothy's literally licking out!

Dorothy, darling!

Hey, did you just eat an oyster?

Wow!

Before Christmas dinner is served,

Dick first has a rather large surprise to reveal.

Now, I've got a question for Arthur.

Arthur Donald Strawbridge, how many Christmas trees do we have?

One. One?

If you come over here, Johnny if you go over there behind the door there's a light switch.

Right if you turn it off for a second.

Right are we ready? Yes.

Now, have a little look.

And what do you see?

A star!

Wow! Come and have a look, come and have a look.

See what Papi's done.

Aw, look! Woohoo!

Yay!

EXCITED CHATTER

Wow! Look at that!

WHISTLING AND CHEERING

What do you reckon?

Now Arthur has his own giant Christmas tree,

there's just more thing for him to do.

Do you want to escort Rose to dinner?

Dinner!

Oh, I love it!

Mummy!

Do you want a seat?

Oh, right, lovely!

Let the party begin!

Dick may be happy to adopt the French custom of oysters at

Christmas, but there's one tradition he isn't prepared to give up.

Hey!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

You're carving the turkey as well.

You're in charge of carving mate, away you go.

Yes, just chop it up for people, I'd let you carve

but you're just too gorgeous!

CHATTER

An hour later, Dick, Angel

and their guests retire to the salon

for chocolate Buche de Noel.

And, tonight, Christmas is not the only thing being celebrated.

Oh! Are we ready?

Oh, my goodness!

ALL: # Happy birthday to you...

The past year has been filled with major milestones,

like Papi Steve's 70th,

Dick's 60th and even their friends Johnny and Nadine's 50ths.

So, while they're gathered together, Dick and Angel

want to give them all one last hurrah.

Blow! Blow. Blow, blow, blow!

Merry Christmas!

It's chocolate.

Woo-ho-ho!

Wait for everybody.

Dorothy, that's for you.

Merci beaucoup.

Right, enjoy.

That's good. Really nice. Mm.

Love it!

Have a lovely Christmas and thank you for being here. Merry Christmas.

Thank you for being here.

But, before the evening comes to an end,

Dick and Angel have one more gift to give.

Father Christmas.

BELL RINGS

CHILDREN SQUEAL

Woo!

EXCITED CHATTER

Woo!

Oh! Ho-ho!

Hello!

J'ai apporte des choses

pour vous...

Weeeh!

Theo!

CHEERING

Rose! And Rose!

What do you say, Arthur? Merci!

Now Christmas is here, another year at the chateau comes to an end.

A year that's been filled with hard work,

craft and creativity,

but, most of all, love.

Au revoir!

It's now time, to close the latest chapter...

..in Dick and Angel's French fairy tale.

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