We’re meeting this afternoon just for a walk and a chat. I wish I had a pair of sexy boots now as it’s very much the right weather for it: bitingly cold but incredibly dry. I’d love to have a big Russian fur coat and nothing underneath, but it’s a bit late to get one of those so it’ll have to be ankle boots, long socks, skirt and blouse. And probably sweater too. I will not be looking my sexiest, I have to say.

I’ll write more later.

I had one hell of a dream of being at Kieran’s house (and I don’t even know where he lives) and I said I was his present and he had to unwrap me. But it was a bit weird that Ha and Lily were there too, and as he peeled my knickers down I almost came in my sleep. Then I woke up and finished the job.

I didn’t get anything interesting for Christmas, so today was the day to treat myself. I’ve ordered some ridiculously over-the-top sexy underwear. It won’t arrive in time for Friday, and I kind of wonder why I’m ordering underwear at all since I barely wear the stuff any more.

I don’t really have presents to open, but I have some to take around to my mum’s. My brother’s turning up with his wife and their little ‘un, which is okay for a short while but I’m going to have had enough by the end of the day.

The best thing that happened this morning was a “Happy Christmas. See you Friday?” message from Kieran.

I almost forgot not to go to work today and woke up with the alarm. I got a run in, then had a shower, then didn’t know what to do with myself. I was sitting around in my dressing gown when my phone buzzed: it was Kieran. He wanted to know if I was around next week. I most certainly am, but I’m going to make you wait a few hours to find out, my boy.

I spent far too much of the afternoon daydreaming, and then wrapped up the last of the presents for the immediate family.