Yes, Real Life Intervenes
Your humble scribe is shortly going to be driving Darling Daughter back home, as she has been up for a visit, is working tomorrow and so can't stay the night. That'll take an hour.
"Ah but then you have ages to create another modern miracle of mordant mirth," I hear you carp. "Ages!"
Well, no. You see, Jane is up on a visit, too, and being the guest she dropped gentle hints about wanting Norwegian Pear Cake - okay, she was actually highly specific - and so I'm committed to baking that from scratch once I get back from chauffeuring DD around. That will take at least another hour, and you have to baby NPC as it goes in at high temperature, so there is risk of burning.
The horror doesn't end there - I shall be home late on Friday after the office meal and still have the weekly shop to do, and on Saturday I'm out in the evening, at a house party in far distant Trafford. I think. I'd better check the address, hadn't I?
So, in that BOOJUM! standby, I'm going to post links to previous posts from other years. You may thank me - or curse me, I'm quite thick-skinned - later.
From 13th December 2015:
http://comsatangel2002.blogspot.co.uk/2015/12/lovely-fluffy-bunnies-lovely-fluffy.html
From 13th December 2014:
http://comsatangel2002.blogspot.co.uk/2014/12/star-wars.html
From 13th December 2013:
http://comsatangel2002.blogspot.co.uk/2013/12/tonight-less-speed-indeed.html
Pip pip!
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