The only bad thing this Christmas was being second-on-the-scene at a group of escaped horses in the road, at 2 a.m, one of whom had a very badly broken leg after it was hit by a car. We called the police and slowed down traffic. A passing young security chap was excellent, but the police were not so impressive, unfortunately. We left, but I doubt the injured pony saw another day. Distressing.
I had a very comicky Christmas, so here's a photo of my swag.
In temperature news... yesterday our boiler decided to stop working on the first really really cold day of the winter. My pinkies are freezing. I've also had to take a few weeks break from karate due to some trouble with my left knee - really quite painful in certain situations. Has it finally worn out, or is this just temporary? We'll see - my knees went through a lot in my younger karate training and maybe it's all catching up at last.
I didn't make it to the Birmingham comics show, despite having the hotel booked. This was a decision made while still working at 3 am on Saturday morning when I realised, realistically, I was going to need the weekend to continue with work. Really disappointed not to go, but I was able to cancel the hotel with no financial loss. Have a gander at Dave's report for how it went.
I did get to go to the AP Watt 'Author Party' in London on the previous Wednesday though, which was very nice indeed, and not at all like a page from Posy Simmonds' Literary Life as I feared, at least not in the corner I occupied. Thanks, Anjali, for looking after me.
A little note on Christmas... not being religious, I always struggled with a meaning for Christmas, as I do enjoy the holiday part of it (not so much the commercial frenzy), until I decided that my own celebration at Christmas is to basically say "well done, we survived another year, congratulations, and here's to the year ahead". So well done all, and make the best of the next one.