As someone once sang, Christmas time, Miseletow and wine, and that gives you a flavor of what is in store this week

as we throw caution to the wind and spend yet more time at home with the Williamsons. This week

Christmas parties are on the table or perhaps under the table if you've experienced

any of this family in their younger more reckless days.

Have you ever photocopied your breasts or your bum on a photocopier, Gwen?

My bum.

There you go.

Gwen was this.

Ew!

When did you do that?

You freak.

Nana Gwen, well I never!

And that's not the only revelation on the way.

I came in today and my dad was dipping across. And that's not the only revelation on the way.

I came in today and my dad was dipping a crescent into mushroom soup.

And it was absolutely wonderful.

And the mushroom soup was more meesowy than anything.

So it was like a meeso mushroom soup with a quaçon.

Some things are better left unsaid, but mushrooms and quaso aside, this week is all about those wonderful Christmas gatherings.

And if Robbie were to be the recipient of his own advice and let someone else entertain him at a party, what would he choose?

I'd like to see some magic. I like magic. Great minds. If you'd come to me then I'd have said magic.

Like a magician just hanging about doing close up magic here and there.

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