And the jolly man in the big red suit turned up, with a sack full of parcels for everyone there.

But while I was out enjoying my lunch poor molly was having surgery at the vet to investigate a lump on her face ………. and the outcome was that she had to have a tooth extracted.

She is ok, although the best way to describe her is dopey – I guess after being anaethetised for 90 minutes that is not an unreasonable way to be. Tomorrow she will be much brighter, but she has more painkillers and antibiotics so another week of bribery required!!