But no, you people don't care that I am at work until 1.30am and bored to tears. You care nothing for my pain. You just sit there, stuffing turkey down your gullets in the bosom of your family, not giving a toss about those of us who have to soldier on with only a can of Diet Coke, a copy of Private Eye and ten A-type personalities on the back bench arguing about the placement of The World's Dullest Story Ever. You callous bastards.
Suppose I will have to make my own amusement today. Hmmmmfff.
Have a wonderful holiday anyway, those of you who are holidaying.