Well I'm now into my fourth day of medication and I think it must be working a bit. Aside from being a walking rapid urine distillery I don't feel quite as bad tempered as I have done lately. I even used the underground today without swearing. I do seem to be very tired though and my knee is busy throbbing away.

London doesn't seem that busy compared with previous years, although when I saw the queue at the cashdesk in Oxford Street's Waterstones I thought better of looking for something to read on the way home.

When I got into work some of the shops were not even open and even at lunchtime there were not that many people about. I guess that's either because people are shopping on-line (I did most of mine like that) or have started their breaks early.

I kind of feel that its a waste of precious holiday time to be away from Weird Inc at this time of year though as most of the guvnors are away, and this means I can shift a whole bunch of work without the petty workplace politics that goes with it. As it goes I generally feel that a managers holiday is almost as good as having one of your own.

As it turned out only my best work buddy Wild Bill Jim Lad was in today, so I had a chat with him about my hypertension when I turned down his kind offer of a morning coffee, he does make brilliant coffee does Wild Bill, still he is a good lad and made me a cup of tea instead.

Anyway I'm off to watch Johnny Depp be all piratey, so have a very good Christmas one and all, whatever you believe.

This is a must have book for anyone into military history or aviation, well any big boy really. White tells the story of how the RAF launched one of the most ambitious bombing raids ever to disable the landing strip at Port Stanley in the Falkland Islands.

The book provides enough background information about the Argentine invasion of the Falklands (following Thatcher's decision to leave them virtually undefended) to set the raid into context, together with details about the Vulcan bomber and the often forgotton Victor tankers, that carried out 17 in-flight refuellings to get the lone Vulcan to its target 4,000 miles away from its base at Ascension Island to Port Stanley and back. The preparation for the mission is counted down and followed by a blow by blow account of the raid told from the perspective of the the Vulcan and Victor aircrew.

Real life adventure that is also recomended by Jeremy Clarkson, what more could you want?