I’d found my mood quite stable up til now and was wondering what all this fuss about being emotional was. Then I saw Excitable Edgar in the new John Lewis/Waitrose Christmas advert. Cue full blown ugly crying that terrified DH when he walked through the door. I mean full on sobbing over “Edgar’s little sad face when he runs into his house”. I managed to pull myself together until I spotted a Waitrose carrier bag on the kitchen side... I guess I haven’t managed to skip the emotions as I had thought!