I am back!

I have survived the quest.

Through hot, arid shops, down bustling, crowded streets, I have sallied forth with determination, verve and a credit card.

With patience I have queued, with a smile I have allowed dithering shoppers to pass first in aisles, with ipod switched to full volume I have drowned out mewling brats on the bus.

And now I can rest. Triumphant.

I have done my Christmas shopping.

Chums are gifted up, as are family. I have found a Bob Dylan book of poems and photos for Nibs.

And a cutesy, flattering little, black frock for me that I'll be wearing to the office 'do' on Tuesday and sundry family events over festive period.

All in all I think this Christmas thing might just be under control.

Now, a hot chocolate and a little forty-winks catnap for me, I think.