I'm three pints of Bailey's down and my feverish son has given me three kisses today in a non-bribery context. All is well with the world. I've officially re-found my festive spirit without any visitations from Dickensian characters (yes, I DO believe). A Christmas 'Hurrah' to one and all. Hope you have a merry, merry not so contrary Chrimbo (I'm using that term ironically. It's right up there with emoticons in my book.). Peace out. Chocolate in.