It’s Christmas Eve, babe! Excuse my recent hiatus, but what better day to make my return. I’m down south and it’s unseasonably warm, isn’t it? I’d just love a bit of snow to complete the scene. Anyway, I arrived with a suitcase full of velvet, gasping for a glass of fizz (after the compulsory nightmare of train journey). The next few days will consist mostly of said velvet and said fizz. It is the law, after all. Must dash, Christmas drinks party to prepare for this evening. See you soon, Santa lad!