Hello campers, and as you can see on this boxing day eve, we are back from the Czech Republic, filled with stories of the last….day and a half of being there.

Granted it’s not long at all in the grand scheme of things but never the less, much has been learned in that time about Prague, what goes on for Christmas there as far as the tourists go and some other local residents, and some of the real deal with the place which it appears never gets said by anyone who I’ve asked about the damned place.

That will come in a future post complete with silly pictures carefully selected for the biggest laughs in terms of captions. Or not, depending on how we go.

It pleases me the last few days that site visits have dwindled for the festive period, which means that people actually have something better to do for Christmas. But now that stupid thingy’s out the way, you can all come back and enjoy some more mutterings from myself and the rest of the contributors here at the dome of enlightenment.

Either that or go mad for the sales which upon arriving back in the UK, seemed to be the top story that everyone was queuing outside the shops to get products which the shops couldn’t sell at rip-off prices before so they are selling to the gullible numpties convince they are getting a good deal when they are still being fleeced within an inch of their lives. They gave one example on the radio where a woman had bought a handbag for £200, convinced she had a bargain because it was down from £650.

Now….will I be the only one thinking that the shops would have ripping people off left, right and center to take money off like that for a crappy little bag thing? And also that does raise the point of spending £200 on a crappy little bag thing but then again I am not a woman and therefore may not be in the right mindset to buy something because it has some f**k-clump’s name written on it.

Granted I spent stupendous amount of money on the Uber Beast of Personal Computers, but that is serving a purpose both for work, and as the entertainment system here at the stately manor house containing the Lord of Leisure. But £200 for a bag?

And hadn’t everyone already spent enough to begin with before all this today? What about the credit crisis that the whole world in a grip of terror not more than one week ago? What’s happened to the cost of living going up, thus our stagnant wages affording less for us all?

Yes, Christmas recharged my bulls**t levels and there’s more where that came from. Sorry…

I must thank those people who texted me over the past couple of days and I will get around to replying to you all, regretfully I left my phone here in the UK and therefore have been very rude it appears. This was not intentional and shall be sorted at work tommorow, as I think most of the day will be free to do nothing.

I have received an amazing amount of texts this year from unknown numbers I have no idea who the messages are from, but cheers all the same. For now, as it’s getting a bit late I leave you all, hoping all went well on the day and we are all going to need our stomachs pumped because we can’t move for too many mince pies. Top of the morning!