A week with my family…

Well, tomorrow I depart fair London for cold Norfolk, where I plan to spend a week with my family. This will be the longest I have spent with them for about three or four years, so it may end in complete disaster, acrimony and arguments. I have to confess I’m slightly nervous. Still, I’m looking forward to seeing my little brother (now approaching six feet tall aged sixteen) and going to see Lord of the Rings with him. If you wish to buy me a Christmas present, you can – but of course Secret Santa has taken the pressure off you a bit, so don’t feel obliged in the slightest.