Earlier this month, Alexandre sat me down to gently explain that Santa Clause isn’t real.
Well, someone has climbed down our frighteningly narrow chimney, availed themself of a large glass of whisky and delivered a sizable stack of presents. And I know exactly how he will explain that.
So all that remains is for me to shut down, turn in and ensure that I am suitably rested for the festivities of… later today.
Here’s wishing you all the best for the season and hoping that your Christmas is every bit as enjoyable as I intend mine to be.