I've had a good couple of days of crying. Christmas catharsis after a busy year. Cried at Doctor Who because it was so close to home about my Dad's death. Cried at Wallace and Gromit because it was so lovely and I couldn't believe it was 21 years since the Wrong Trousers. Cried at Gavin and Stacey, both because it was lovely and because the passage of time is terrifying and incredible. Cried at Inside Out because of Bing Bong. Now happily watching Paddington &. eating leftover turkey