a stuffed duck and a coffee flavoured monkey trying to hit on the Christmas tree fairy..... I have GOT to stop smoking other peoples' Baileys....

Hey, pusscat, shift over and let me have a go at those presents under the tree... mind the ducks arse though, I think it's still loaded....

I'm sure there's a package under here with my name on it... if it doesn't have chocolate in it, there will be tears (and possibly a few dismembered limbs) before bedtime.

Cheer up chaps, after tomorrow the days start getting longer again.

LTS