It goes..

Join the navy. Meet men.

Stilton, cheddar and herb straws... Sausage rolls next...

Cupcakes, check. Cranberry gin, check.

Cat lighters, check.

Bring on the boxing day fry-up... Avoiding 'the sales', instead will have a walk in the woods, visit the cinema and drink some wine...

Pushing deeper into my father's drinks cabinet...

Keep it coming...

Family tradition now dictates a 1 hour time limit for our twenty-year-old trivial pursuit...

Urmmm...

Baking frenzy!

Moor Ish near dukes. Halumi, mushroom, mozzarella, chipotle sauce baguette. Great place!

Gee, thanks, cat.

A serendipitous development: my technical meeting is cancelled thanks to an Australian client that lingered longer than expected. Thanks, oz.

My cup overfloweth.

Xmas party underway... Wine being consumed...

Double burger makes one feel jollier.

We finally find the right Xmas tree...

CSS at the library last night. Most people loved it, I was all like, meh.

First time I've had coco pops for breakfast since I was about 12...

Paneer tikka masala, pilau rice, mango lassi... Think god, I seem to have found 'curry street' in Croydon...

Save me, sausage quesadilla, you're my only hope...

Here we go

In the top left of screen is a dialog box with a million 'z's in it. What? Says the cat, what?

A Stumpy at the music room makes everything slightly better.

Captain Hotknives , at Dalton Rooms, Lancaster last night.

Your Dad, at Dalton Rooms, Lancaster last night.