I met Santa at the weekend. Well, not quite, though Zoë did insist on a picture.
It also appears that I scrub up well, and don’t look too much like a minger when I get caught off-guard by a cameraphone. The venue, incidentally, is the Abercrave Inn up the Swansea valley near Ystradgynlais.
Finally, NaNoWriMo has been completed today with a word count of over 54,000. Not bad going, and five days to spare. Not bad going considering I’ve been so busy with many fingers in many pies.