Ding dong, merrilly on high...

Some things are best bought late. Calendars mainly - advent and the page-a-day Far Side ones (although these are probably a bit passe now) are cases in point. Not only are they bargain basement, you get the concentrated pleasure of 'catching up'... Either inhaling 20 mini chocolates (you've effectively been putting these in the bank since December 1) or reading months worth of cartoons without actually scrolling forward. Win-win. Actually calendars are the only example of something best bought late I can think of... Last Christmas Carney bought about about six kilos of Salmon 'still good but only a day or two to go' - Carney's shopping weakness is a cut price bulk buy. Anyway, we froze it and ate it over a period of time that seemed to go forever... I can't eat Salmon anymore. Ditto caramel buds, but that was a seperate incident.

It's Christmas! But tell that to my angry 'ba humug' co-worker who is a martyr disguised as a mean woman who loves cats. She must be the lynchpin of the organisation, certainly the only one doing any work. The devil may care me says: 'Get off the cross! Jesus needs the wood!'. But, the devil may care me is all (imagined) talk.

Completely, completely unrelated yesterdays news - Tony Abbott - why? why? why? I had the hideous experience of listening to him being interviewed this morning. What a buffoon.

Kitty x