On the fourteenth day of advent: the memory of the holiday

I’ve had a lovely mini-holiday these past four days. Emma and I have done some lovely thing, and of course that makes it all the harder to go back to work, even if, for me, work is something that is rather cool and which I’m enjoying. Still, just one more five day week, then two and a half days and that’s me for work for this year. Next year, I’ll be looking to hopefully *hastily crosses a dozen fingers and touches numerous blocks of wood* be a tad more settled work-wise.

Currently I’m plotting finding some quality time to devote to Mr Tumnal and his story over the Christmas break.