Well after a hectic days and a humungous hangover I am now (well just about) back in the land of the living. Christmas was mental, Rudolph nearly refused to perform... after I kicked his hairy ass and sprinkled my magic dust he was (almost) raring to go! I don't know why he grumbles so much?! He is a one trick pony who only does the Christmas run and then he has a whole year off to kick up his heels and enjoy the freedom. Me, on the other hand has to deal with the Christmas trip, the tooth fairy duties and of course granting those wild n wacky wishes. 
As for the hangover I really am going to have to curtail sneaking the dregs from the bottom of the whisky and schnapps glasses after the big man has taken his fill. A dribble has the same effect as Red Bull with one difference - I cannot fly in a straight line afterwards!
Right better go and see what is needing done here. 
Here's to the New Year.