It's all so quiet...

To any devoted blog readers, you'll have noticed an abundance of advent posts and a drought of anything you can really sink your teeth into in this blog. These last few weeks have been hectic; right now I should be running round in marigolds with bleach and polish as my choice weapons, for I am leaving the capital tonight to hibernate in all that is countryfied and green. My little flat, therefore, needs to be blitzed, but not before I issue an apology. I promise the holidays will bring a myriad of joyful posts, and if you thought many of my recent posts could be easily shoehorned into festive fueled Christmas rants, you'd be right. I'm desperately clinging onto the last month of the year, for the January sales make my skin crawl (expect a post about THAT in the very near future) and I'm making the most of the last few enjoyable shopping weeks of the year. Now, I must return to the unenviable task of packing for a month at the family home before the tube whisks me into university to hand in the last few scraps of work. DRink, be merry and don't give up on me; the blog will be busting at the seams with posts before you know it!