How did that happen?

It's December, and not even the first, it's the second, which means it's Christmas in 3 weeks and 2 days.

I've barely given it a thought. I suppose I'll have to do something about presents and cards and crap like that. Nightmare. Why can't I be as organised a my sister Singing Sarah? She has everything bought and wrapped and all the cards written by February - and that really isn't far off the truth. Which is just a tad anal if you ask me. Other sister, who's usually worse than me, is really organised this year, but then she's due to give birth December the 20 something.

On the plus side Theo wants egg mayonnaise sandwiches for Christmas dinner, and Ysabella says she wants sausages, wrapped in bacon, on sticks. Jonathan says both of those sound good to him, and I'd be happy with a bowl of luxury muesli.

So that's the catering side sorted.