I am slightly afraid that I might be buried alive by a chocolate avalanche in the night. In an homage to BBC Radio 4’s ‘Fags, Mags and Bags’, I have built a Wall of Chocolate instead of a Wall of Crisps. What this Christmas lacked in books (not a single one, for the first time that I can remember), it made up for in chocolate and biscuits.


As I haven’t yet managed to read John Elliott’s History in the Making, which I got for my birthday, I have been taking breaks from the chocolate to read that over the last couple of days.