Today Lyn was in a good deal of discomfort, having put her neck out whilst getting out of the car.

Today was carol service day. I'd borrowed Fr. Paul's guitar, so I took it onto to work, though it didn't really fit in my guitar case. Got some mince pies for it on the way, with a Christmas pudding thrown in free. The service went okay I think, though no-one I knew turned up. It took about an hour and a half in all. I had a little trouble playing "Hark the herald", but I don't think I did too badly.

I dropped to guitar back at the chaplaincy, where Fr. Paul showed me that James had palmed him off with a dodgy scart adaptor for his N64,l leaving him playing Goldeneye in low-res greyscale. He's a bad man that James.