Phew. Xmas is done. Thank god really, as I've been half dreading it for months and months. Turns out it was a breeze. Okay so I woke up alone in the house on Christmas day for the first time in my 42 years, didn't hear a peep from junior and when I finally got to see him, around 5 on Boxing Day, he was clearly suffering badly from a bout of something nasty. But it was good. I didn't sit around moping or boozing, I just watched some of the finer scheduling on the TV, unwrapped my two presents and relaxed.

And now there's another film on. Must go.