Arrr, it be Irish

I must say, it's always good to see a familiar face, after being away from home for 6 months and counting. And that face was provided by Craig, who was on his way to Belfast to visit relatives for Christmas, and who graciously decided to come and visit me in London on his way.

Although he only had Saturday here in London, I tried to show him as much of the city as possible, including St Paul's, Tower Bridge, Westminster Abbey, Big Ben, Downing Street, Buckingham Palace, Trafalgar Square, the West End, Oxford Street, Harrods and Cricklewood. The last one, obviously not by choice, but he had to see it, since I live there.

As for me, and my Christmas - well, the plan is, I'm going to go back to the Badger for a week. Since I've been informed London is boring as hell if you're not with mates, and you can't get anywhere, I'm going to stay at the hostel for a week, from the 23rd until the 1st. Should be good. The plan is to watch as much cricket as humanly possible, somehow make it to work each day, drink up, and enjoy kicking back.

Speaking of cricket - I think tonight could be the night we win back the Ashes. Fingers are crossed.

Not really all that much to write about - I've been that flat strap with work at the moment, what with Janna being away, we're about to move our office and a thousand other things happening. I'm enjoying it, but it's tiring. At least Janna gets back after Christmas, so there's only one more week to go.

Plan is to work my arse off this week, so I can go on the 4 day Christmas break guilt free.

I realise this isn't the most comprehensive blog this week, but meh. It's Christmas. Everyone is on diminished work performance, even your faithful blogger.