A box of swag arrived from my sister, left with my neighbours. Luckily they brought it round to me because they're off to Florida at 4am tomorrow until the second week of January. Doesn't interest me, all that warm, dry, sunshineyness. No sirree.

The box was packed with presents, fantastic. Shoved in to stop them tumbling about was a red cushion. It was barely out of the box before Archie had claimed it. He must have been asleep on it for a good 12 hours. Note to self: buy present(s) for sister next year.

Good things
Getting presents
Not feeling guilty for getting presents and not having bought presents
Cats on cushions
Neighbourlyness