I have just driven past Tesco's car park - it looks like most people have already started their Christmas holidays. What a crush. If everyone of them buys a Daily Post then we're in clover.
Mrs Editor had suggested this morning that we should go shopping after work tonight. I went all quiet at the suggestion, preferring the prospect of the crush at the bar of the Albion or Liverpool Arms than the crush of trolleys around the dates and walnuts. But glad tidings of great joy have just reached me - she's already been, the cranberry sauce and sausages etc have been acquired and I'm sitting pretty with no need to see the inside of a supermarket for days. Hurrah.
Today we say a fond farwell to Richard Williams, our picture editor, who leaves to take up a similar post in Liverpool. We wish him all the very best.
The last of the corporate Christmas cards have arrived. A very nice one from Samantha and David Cameron but nothing from Mr Brown and his missus. I can imagine why:
"Gordon?"
"Yes, my sweet one?"
"Have you sent all your Christmas cards?"
"Er, most of them, my dearest"
"And did you send one to Rob and his team at the Daily Post"
"I'm not sure, I really have been rather busy."
"Well David Cameron's sent one - and it's a nice one with drawings by children on it"
"Look woman, the economy's collapsing, every Government department is committing massive cock-ups and the public thinks I'm not up to the job, how the blazes is sending the editor of the Daily Post a Christmas card going to make it all better?"
"I'm just saying..Mr Cameron made the effort and so should you. And Rob's had one from the household of the Prince of Wales."
"Good grief, everyone gets those, it's always some watercolour of a Scottish glen by the Prince and anyway it's not from the Prince it's from his household and someone called Paddy signs them, so they don't even count."
"Now there's no need to be all touchy and go blaming it on the Prince of Wales or Rob Irvine if everyone thinks you're not as good as Tony..."
Nadolig Llawen i bawb - have a great Christmas folks.
