In the absence of anything noteworthy appearing on these pages (in the absence of anything noteworthy appearing in my life), here is a photograph that I snapped because I was wearing an idiotic hair ribbon.
Don't bother with poisoned apples; Snow White likes GIN.
But I have decided instead to turn this toast post into an homage to one of my favourite Christmas presents.
Photographed hanging out with its pal, Gordon, here is a vintage china decanter label, which was given to my auntie for her 21st birthday, and now resides on a chain around my neck.
Always drink responsibly, kids.