The flaming plum pudding awaits, and it's going to be all I can do to pull myself together after the revelries of last night. Hannanana dropped by from Germany for Heiliger Abend and we all partook of that timeless German tradition of dressing up in blond wigs and eating half a kilo of festive Cadbury.
That's me, in one of my more Mae West moments, and this is half a kilo of festive Cadbury:
And now for the festy Cadbury hangover.
Have a good 'un, my fellow adventurers and reindeer, and beware of metallic objects lurking in the flaming pudding. Indeed, beware of metallic objects lurking anywhere. Far too much lurking metal around these days.