"...it does mean I no longer have a social life..."

Mes Amis

Here's hoping you had a wonderful Christmas. I know I did; back home in the middle of nowhere, stuffing myself on dead bird and roast potato between the chocolate binges and the rather nice wines that kept refilling whenever me dad passed by.

Anyway, while all of those was happening, I forgot to update you all on a new Interview what I done with the incisive David Lewis that appeared over at Allan Guthrie's Noir Originals. While you're there, delve into the Guthrie's treasure trove of noir goodness that he maintains there. The site's been given a facelift recently and looks absolutely brilliant.

Anyway, back to the remains of the Christmas food and maybe some rest as well.

Au revoir

Russel

Before the big day...

Mes Amis

Let me say:

Merry Christmas.

Or at least, season's greetings.

Enjoy the day. Spend time with your family. Chill out. Relax.

Spare a moment to think about retailers who have to deal with all kinds of shit at this time of year, generally without a word of thanks (except for one or two thoughtful customers, whom we always appreciate).

I'll be back with you shortly for the regularly scheduled madness.

But not for a couple of days.

Bon Noel

Russel