Santa plays a blinder

I'm back from the Xmas travails, and for the first time in many a year, Santa appears to have got my list, as opposed to one for a pensioner in need of rubbish socks and toiletries.

70 or so fantasy figures plus a couple of Osprey books on the Peninsular War. Pretty good going I'd say. This year making a list paid off; though I should perhaps have checked it twice, on popping the books on the shelf I found I already had a copy of the Salamanca book; I don't even remember buying it!

Ho ho ho!