Full Metal Wheelbarrow

Huge crash in the kitchen at about half six this morning.

Downstairs to investigate and there's the teapot - the *Denby* teapot, mind - on the floor and a rather subdued Rebus. Normally he's rubbing round my ankles in anticipation of breakfast first thing in the morning, but today he was into the lounge and observing from a distance, even before I saw what he'd done and called him a rude name.

Astonishingly, the pot itself was intact, but the lid was in a Several of pieces. I swept those up and then went to give Rebus a cuddle - we've got three or four teapots but only one cat, after all.

Rob's colleagues have asked if I'll be making them some mince pies again this year. Not sure if they're keen or fearful ;)

There seems to be a competition on as to who can produce the most dirgelike version of "All I Want For Christmas Is You".

I'd say Michael "Monotone" Buble is winning over Lady Antebellum at present.

I'm just waiting for Coldplay to wheel out a *really* depressing rendition now....