to one and all, miseryguts is not buying cards this year, but will be making a donation to a local charity. No prizes for guessing which one.

I'm shopped out, dreading joining the M&S queue tommorrow for the damn turkey that seemed like such a fab idea last month. Why cant we all have fish and chips instead?! I went and stood near the food area in M&S at high noon today but even with me loins girded, suited booted and spurred I still couldn't hack it. Turned and ran squealing like a girl for the nearest hostelry. ahhhh better now, much much better. So I only put off today what simply has to be done tommorrow, no ifs no buts no maybes. dammmmmmit.

Receiving increasingly rude attachments to my festive emails from far and wide. The latest is a crd showing santa whipping a reindeer and the reindeer far from averse to a bit of S&M!! I dont know if my increasingly fragile and old fashioned ideas of relationships can take the escalation. Its bound to end in tears...yeah baby.

I'm physically and emotionally drained, dare not take me eye off the ball, dare not be ill, dare not watch anything on TV containing requiring any emotional involvment whatsoever incase when I do start blubbing, I may not be able to stop. I was in tears the other night over the damn olympia horse show! Fortunately i was the only person there, although the dog looked startled by the sobbing.

Happy Christmas everyone, and a happy peaceful and healthy 2006. Either that or be lucky!