Ffion has barred me from going to any hotel rooms with my personal assistants, Damien and Lucien this year, she's afraid of any scandal you know.
I've arranged for an alternative Christmas treat for myself though - I'm going to take the chauffeurs Dominique and Tarquin with me to study our foibles instead!
Got a Christmas card from Nick Clegg this morning, after I had the bomb squad check it out, I opened and read it. But I could not understand the message, something about time for peace, time for giving, time for the Lord? I ditched it.