The kid and I have done the last of the shopping (I’d been in denial about the necessity of a trip to the city for my cousin’s gift voucher) but now it’s all done. Now he’s chillin’ out watching Malcolm (“Trams!”), drawing, cutting up the Ikea catalogue and eating ham and cheese.

We’ll be having vegetarian laksa for dinner because it’s the least Christmassy thing I could think of, which is a high priority the night before three Christmas dinners.

I can report from the front that a week away is a very good idea, a week away on your own the week before Christmas is a bloody brilliant idea.