It's already November, and knowing that the man in the red suit gets very busy near to his big day, I'm getting in early with my Christmas wish list.
Lady Magnon asked me yesterday what I wanted for Crimbo. 'A new wheelbarrow' I replied. 'Too expensive' she said dismissively. 'What was the point in asking then' I said, closing the door sharply behind me.
So, no wheelbarrow. However, what I really do want is a huge load of self-digging and non-weed-supporting soil for Haddock's, a new lower back and right knee, and a Summer one-man-show at the Tate in London.