Day 988

CHRISTMAS EVE EVE. Now in the Christmas waits of childhood today was the last lap, a kind of half-Christmas state. Apparently the pedal car Christmas I remember was 1973: my earliest memory, so far as I can work out.

Went to the Co-op in the morning for vodka in a heavy frost. Continued work on the spreadsheet; think I've got it now. Read the 'perfect' Dickens Christmas in Sketches by Boz. A book best for Making A Night Of It, a triffic description of a Victorian piss-up. It could happen today.

Put up extra Christmas card strings, sorted out the videos, calculated a 150W bulb as consuming 153W from timing the revs of the electricity meter. The kitchen fluorescent is 77W, not bad for the amount of light it produces.

Parents met S's mum in town; apparently S is disillusioned with her course like M said. She's back in Mugsborough but I hope she doesn't suggest going out tomorrow night, or any other night anywhere expensive.