Wotizgoinon!

This snot nosed, dribbling, teething eejit is wandering around full of the joys of Christmas yet he has no idea what is really going on. Guess who will be going down with lurgy in the days before Christmas?

Telling him that Mr G Norton was to be installed at the top of the tree did not elicit even the slightest snigger. Matters would have been accelerated had Grandma done up the top of his drinking cup properly. Ribena is a pig to clean up.