I hope everyone's having a good Christmas; I finally got The Dinner served at about 4pm and it went down very well. Every year I hate doing it, and every year I enjoy eating it just enough to figure it's almost worth all the hassle. But I'd still prefer to spend Christmas Day sitting down with everyone else.
And now I'm going to pour more wine, get out the Quality Street, and read a bit more of "Divergent" by Veronica Roth before Doctor Who at 7:30. Wine, chocolate, a new book, a new Doctor. Now that's what I call Christmas.