Riding the Waves to Eternity: Hangin’ with the Cosmic Surfer

This pore yongling, for whom we do singe

And so, a day earlier than usual, my mince pies are made, a large rum and dry ginger has been drunk and I’m about to go largely off-grid for a couple of days.  So for all my readers (and according to analytics there are quite a few of you) my compliments of the season and my best wishes to you and your families.