A warning...

Don't consider buying wellington boots as a Christmas present. They are a flippin' nightmare to wrap. I managed, but not without several false starts, a great deal of wasted wrapping paper and a lot of grumbling and groaning. As a result of that minor triumph I have now finished wrapping my presents. All I have to do tomorrow is pack some clothes, clean the bathroom and run the hoover around the flat. Everything is going well, almost too well in fact. Hopefully, I won't realise I've forgotten something vital at 5pm tomorrow, just as my dad is picking me up.