It's high time I wrote another blog.
The spirit has been willing for months. As ever, time has been my enemy. Saving schools aside, I've embarked on Christmas Shopping with a vengeance. As if the Big Day were tomorrow. God help me.
N at Governors' Meeting till some ridiculous hour. Drank too much white wine on empty (rumbling) stomach. Roast stuffed squash finally ingested way beyond a sensible hour to the accompaniment of Spooks (BBC 3 10.30 for those who can't wait till next week on terrestial). Followed by ghastly programme on teenage fatties in Borneo jungle. Big Brother meets Celebrity Get Me Out of Here.
Hell, I'm outta here too.