Thank you Santa!

Checking the mailbox here is as dull a ritual as it is at home, its always clustered with junk mail and bills, bills, bills. I have to say that you guys are awful with the written word, what happened to all the handwritten letters that I'd expected? Im crushed with disappointment, even Master 'I study English Literature darling, I respect the written word' Benjamin Forsythe has let me down on that front! Honestly love, everybody else I can understand but I expected more from you (finger awagging).

But, oh glorious day, my first Christmas parcel arrived yesterday. It took me all of my non-existent will-power not to open it straight-away so I had to go and hide it away from myself in my room. Emma was very impressed that I succeeded in my mission and some 24-hrs later, Im happy to report that it lies still unopened, under my bed.