...or wave goodbye to December, since I've just had my call sheet. Effectively, December won't exist for me. Woo. Going on last year, I'll come out of it about a stone lighter, a lot richer, and absolutely knackered. Hopefully I'll have the mistakes made buying a certain person a Christmas present ironed out as well, this time around.

Steve & Marie visited us over the weekend - we went out on Friday night to Bangor where, conveniently, the Snooker & Pool Club (University Society) were having a social which we tagged on to for a while, before splitting off and doing our own thang.

Saturday was a day of getting Steve's suit sorted out before mooching around Conwy, then heading into town where there was a Celtic Festival on. Saturday night I was doing the out for Amazing Grace which didn't go too badly, nor take too long - I was in bed for 1.

Sunday - Steve & Marie left pretty early on, so I had a relaxing day - wound down after work the previous night. Today was another theatre day - Status Quo (and all their associated fans). As mentioned above, I've also got my panto shifts sorted out.

I'm also starting to feel old as I've found myself listening to Radio 2 increasingly over the last couple of days. This isn't a good sign.

Busy busy busy.