No, I haven't finished my shopping yet. Yes, I have scoffed all the mincepies that I was planning to freeze and whip out Nigella-like on the day. The Christmas tree is shedding needles like Britney her clothes. And I am craving stilton and a custardy glass of Advocat - neither of which, being up the duff, I am allowed. But since the peasouper has descended I have been feeling Christmassy at last. The fog makes London look Dickensian and wintry - or like a nightclub smoke machine has malfunctioned and choked the city. And as I'm not travelling anywhere and won't be spending Christmas on a bench in Heathrow I'm rather enjoying the prospect of staring out of the window at the thick whiteness and mulling over the past year. 2006 has been pretty momentous for me. I'm still amazed and delighted that so many people have read my first novel and appear to have enjoyed it. A better present than anything Santa can toss down the chimney. So if you're one of those readers, a big thank you! Have a very happy Christmas!
Polly xx
Saturday, 2 December 2006
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