Well, the radio says it's going to snow tomorrow and the radio doesn't lie. Apart from the torrential downpour outside my window, I am entirely convinced that we are going to have some a-mazing snow tomorrow - or at least somewhere in the UK anyway.

Am loving being on holiday - the sleep, the carols, the unequivocal love of the dog. Work can well and truly kiss my ass for the time being.

Only question: how the heel do you dress up as corruption? I love fancy dress parties...