:: Seasonal Musings ::

Merry Christmas one and all... I'm heading back to the Smoke after a lovely Christmas chez Maman in Cumbria. In fact it's been my first true white Christmas since 1981, when we had some bemused foreign students staying and my dad tried to light a bonfire in the snow. He resorted to petrol in the end. I'm seeing the old man tomorrow in the manic rush to get round all the relatives before I toddle off to Paris on Wednesday.

Meanwhile, I've had little time to surf in between the port and the mince pies. Sadly I haven't been able to convince my fellow revellers that we should watch my new Ealing Comedy collection either, but there still ain't that many links to be had. Well here are a couple: some anti-car voodoo (see linky pics for full glory) and ice cream for dogs. And it looks like Yushchenko has won the Ukrainian election - a fine Christmas present for Slavophiles everywhere.

I'd better pack my stuff, ready to endure the execrable Virgin Trains. Then it's off to Bezuhoff's pre-Paris bash in a bar in "London's fashionable West End"...