Dry boak alert

I confessed rather shamefully on Friday's work night out that in all my years on this planet I had never, ever had a Christmas stocking. While it has always made me feel a bit sad and unloved, I was taken aback at the horrified yells of disbelief from my colleages.

This morning I was called down to an urgent meeting at 8am, only to arrive in the office to find a stocking stuffed with parcels hanging from the mantlepiece. All for me.

So, although the photo is rubbish and the stuff may be underwhelming to many, the thought behind it absolutely made my day.

Now away and dry your eyes, blippers. At long last I have had a stocking.