So that was Christmas. It is all for the kids because adults don't seem to enjoy it at all. You are either planning, coping or hiding. So I really need to do something special for R as she has shut down for the time being. The mp3 player only blocks out harsh reality momentarily it would appear. I think a really nice birthday present is in order. I will work on that then. On the general side it seems the world is getting a bit better. No celebrity stories for days now, only real news. Do we really have to wait for this brief interlude at Christmas where there are no reality shows to actually get some news? I think I will join amnesty international and write to the bbc and sky (and itv for what it's worth) to protest that they are denying the country the information they need by constantly telling us who is bitching about who or who might be the best dancer. That will tell them. I may spend next Christmas outside radio centre in a cage demanding to know the latest on Afghanistan as opposed to who some vacant eyed blonde thought did the foxtrot better than the other person who has been practising dancing for three years having had a 'secret' tip off. Right then, angry man goes to bed to face the last of it tomorrow. Good night sweet listener xx