Christmas is a-coming...

And list-phobia in increasing.

mmm - nicer than 50p and a satsuma

It would help if it didn't feel like scrum in the shops. Better than Black Friday in America; pepper spray and shots fired. Now that's the way to get a bargain.

My lovely nephew has a burgeoning obsession with James Bond (as a character, unlike his Auntie...). I am on the hunt for spy accessories, which would be easy to come by next year, but not yet - curses.

Husband is another kettle of fish (or box of cheese) - I have no idea what to get him. The latest gift of Harry Potter Years 5-7 for the Wii has largely rendered conversation obsolete in the house, this now mainly consists of "oooh, a bluey!" or "no, to the right, no, THE RIGHT..YOUR RIGHT".

As for me, all I want is a pair of loppers, not exactly exciting, but I actually have everything I want, which is the most unhelpful thing you can say at this time of year. Alas, Rachel Weisz beat me to the ultimate stocking filler, but you can't have it all (I'll call this interlude a Noodle Graze Box!)