When I wrote this, I was so very keen to stop time words didn’t even come close to expressing it. Now I feel like I always do at this time of year; no matter what happens, or fails to happen, in my life, I am always eager to pause on the Christmas holidays and to live in this slow, not-a-care-in-the-world limbo for ever. And I am not one of those self-righteous, operous people who proclaim that they couldn’t possibly live in a permanent holiday state. I damn well could I am telling you, as there is nothing I enjoy more than feeling delivered by the tyranny of domesticity in all of its annoying guises.