A power cut in my office 12 days ago has still not been rectified 100%. A stern letter from our boss to the building management company has resulted in trays of festive cakes arriving at our tea point every few hours. A moist slice of madeira cake really topped off my 3pm cup of tea today. Here's hoping that the problem isn't rectified for the rest of the week.

Darren and I are off to my parents for Christmas. We have festive pyjamas with reindeer on them for lounging around in. We have warned them that the TV remote belongs to us and that Trivial Pursuit is 'not just a game' (it's a general knowledge war). I'm taking my PS2 and my PSP in case we all fight and I need to hide in a spare room.

Don't forget the Catherine Tate Christmas Special tonight.
*tries really really hard to resist shouting "how very dare you!"*