About a month ago I mentioned that I’d started Christmas shopping and was worried about letting slip what I’d got for people.

With just a month to go I’d been doing really well. But then at lunchtime Leftwing Idiot asked me what I wanted for Christmas, and before I had a chance to answer I ticced, “I’ve bought you Big Foot.” That’s not what I’ve bought him but it only took a moment for him to work out that what I’d got him was Big Track – a classic 1980’s robotic toy.

I’m really annoyed this happened and I’m still trying to think of a way to put the track back in the bag.