Well, that’s it for another year, folks.  All that preparation and it’s all over, just like that!

I am writing this from a very wet Devon, where we are staying with FruGuy’s family. Wherever you are I hope you are having a lovely Christmas break full of mince pies,  family feuds and daytime drunkeness in the true festive spirit!

If your Christmas was anything like mine, yesterday probably passed in a fog of champagne, turkey, chocolate, and general merriment. Today? You’re probably a little bit grumpy, swallowing advil like candy and getting more than a little bit irritated with your other half’s relatives. And your own relatives. Basically you want everyone to bugger off and leave you alone with the box of roses and that last bottle of Prosecco. That’s what Boxing Day is for. That, and really, really bad telly.

Enjoy the rest of the weekend and take it nice and easy. I’ve just got back from a consistutional stroll around the hoe and now I’m off to seek out more trifle from the fridge and watch Dr Who on catch up. Then, take a nice digestive snooze. Ah, bliss.