Lots of people sneezing, carol singing, too many mince pies (esp the 23 boxes I had to take back because Mr. Kipling had recalled them) and some exciting TV. Not forgetting to mention the million and one times I've heard 'All I want for Christmas'...
The festive season is upon us, and we kick off with a Christmas Party tonight at St Hugh's, not that I'd know how prep for that is going. I've been ill, but I'm kinda glad to get it out of the way before the hard work begins again on Monday.
