Is this a record? Our Christmas had only started about half an hour earlier, when we arrived at her place. I won't bore you with the details, I just tried writing them out and it sounded exactly what it was, petty! But she was rude and I didn't stand up for myself, and I did shed a tear and it got left unresolved, all absolutely as usual. Isn't it amazing how Christmas magnifies our behaviour patterns, or, as any stand up comic would say, is it just me? On the upside, it was probably the one Christmas fallout, and tomorrow wiill be mighty! Anyone else been using brussels sprouts as stress balls?