Just received this: "How brave of u to dump me by text. Why would i want to be friends with an inadequate twat like u. Fuck off and leave us alone and go and ruin some other poor womans life. Bastard." (sic) Men always tell it from their own...

Ahem. Due to my......deliberate......fuck-up in my previous blog, there is a correctional post to be made. I will be road-testing the hotel on Thursday, the SEVENTEENTH of December. As before, re-consult your diaries and form an orderly queue. ...

As a mystery shopper, I have just gained my first free hotel assignment! As such, I have a double room booked for Thursday, 16 December. You're more than welcome to keep me company. Form an orderly queue.

Ho Ho Ho! A parcel came in the post and it's an absolutely beautiful Mini Cooper for Sam's Scalextric set. He'd eyed it up covetously as we perused the Interweb last weekend, but I told him it was very expensive and I didn't really have that much...

Sam took the part of a narrator at this year's Christmas play, and he did it rather well. I was extremely proud of him of course. He looked suitably nervous before the performance started, and I can really empathise with him - I hate "that sort of...