It's gone all quiet

This morning I was worried about getting to Heathrow in time to catch my flight. I needn't have been. Our MD kindly told everyone they could go home early - a decent gesture, but alas, my flight is at 6 and cannot be changed. Consequently I'm sitting here on Christmas Eve in a very empty office. It's not as bad as it sounds, since it gives me a moment to savour the peace - something I'm really quite glad off.

Now be vewwy, vewwy quiet everyone. We're hunting Santa Cwaus.