Happy christmas

Standing, as i am, at the entrance to a building site, waiting for a lift that is currently marooned in a queue to get out of tesco on the other side of town, i thought i'd take the opportunity to wish everyone a very merry christmas. Not that i'm particularly feeling it at the moment, as i can barely feel my hands and am still suffering the effects of a 3am start to my festive trip home and 2 early morning pints at the airport. But i am but a mere 3 miles away from a huge sofa and free booze, and content in the knowledge that all my preparartions for the big day are complete. It didn't feel particularly festive until we watched Elf with a glass of mulled wine last night, but i'm now sufficiently glowing with seasonal love and affection that even the predictable carnage at stansted airport didn't rile me. Too much. Though i think having company and the aforementioned pints helped immensely. Happy christmas to one and all.