130. Ding dong merrily on high...
Has anyone seen Harry? I've not seen him since we've come back from port.
Also, other than floods, I've not had two days off together since Halloween, so I'm taking two days off. I'm not going to be around in the infirmary unless there's a barge emergency. I'll be around on Monday. The infirmary is well under control, so don't worry about that.
[Private to Erik.]
You are the exception to this, as I mentioned during our tea.*
Dear Father Christmas,
I know it's not actually you, but it's fun to pretend, so here it is.
Severus: I'd like a comfortable leather couch for his room., a supply of fire whiskey that never runs out, and a cardboard telly box. Not the telly, mind, just the box. I've got something to go inside it. Also, something from home he misses and can't have, a food we can't make here, perhaps. And a copy of the Prophet that shows him everything is fine.
Erik: For Erik, I'd like an ipod that is filled with all different sorts of music that he's missed from all over the world. I'd like it to never need to be charged so he's not dependent on me for that. I'd also like you to make part of his room soundproof and give him instruments he hasn't had access to prior, like a keyboard, an electric guitar and perhaps a harmonica or harp. Also give him a book on cinema from it's beginning to now, so that he understands the technical stuff I don't know about.
Tosh: Peace of mind, something for her rats, pizza from the place by the Hub, and something lighthearted and group-minded. Oh! Apples to Apples.
Data: I'd like him to receive something from his Captain, and perhaps a hologram of Spot? Also, I'd like to give him a snazzy new winter suit.
Sveta: Some chocolate, and vodka and a book of other alcoholic recipes we can try. And a sample of her favorite foods from home, like takeaway or the bakery or what not. Oh! And her favorite movies on DVD so they'll work in the infirmary!
Rose: A new jacket, and a new pair of trainers, because ya always seem to need a new one when ya travel with the Doctor.
Libby: A word from Hugo, and a t-shirt that smells of him.
Angelica: A new bedding set, something warm from her time. And perhaps some new clothes for Sexby. Also, something from Elizabeth.
Tim: Some silly and fun movies that I don't have, but that he and Shego will enjoy. And word from home.
Armand: Some word from Jack that he's alright, word from home and a new jacket; something warm.
Judas: Some toys for his dog, and a new sharp suit, something warm. And a stereoscope of his very own.
Elle: Some more modern magazines, and something cute she'd like
Hayley: a new necklace to match the bracelet I got her on my travels.
Omega: A lovely illustrated book on the human body.
Victor: The same as Omega.
For Coyo: Something to see familiar stars, a sewing kit and more of the things she needs to construct her net.
For the Tenth Doctor: Something to make him smile, a sign that he did the right thing.
For the Fourth Doctor: Jelly babies and an assortments of other odd sweets. Perhaps some of the Harry Potter merchandise sort?
For Doctor Smith: A new hat.
For the Fifth Doctor: Toys for his Dog, and some sign that things are okay after everything. In the universe.
For the Marquis: A lovely new leather journal, and a leather wastepaper basket.
For the kitchen staff: For them to have a lovely, catered meal. Something brilliant.
For everyone: I want everyone to have an equal amount of fantastic presents, things from home that mean things. And food. Holidays are all about food.
For myself: I'd like to make sure that the medical supplies in the infirmary never go away again, and for my mum and family to know I'm alright. Oh! And send me pictures of Keisha. I bet she's getting big.
And I'll take care of personal gifts myself.
[*This will happen at some point in the log, Kris.]
Also, other than floods, I've not had two days off together since Halloween, so I'm taking two days off. I'm not going to be around in the infirmary unless there's a barge emergency. I'll be around on Monday. The infirmary is well under control, so don't worry about that.
[Private to Erik.]
You are the exception to this, as I mentioned during our tea.*
Dear Father Christmas,
I know it's not actually you, but it's fun to pretend, so here it is.
Severus: I'd like a comfortable leather couch for his room., a supply of fire whiskey that never runs out, and a cardboard telly box. Not the telly, mind, just the box. I've got something to go inside it. Also, something from home he misses and can't have, a food we can't make here, perhaps. And a copy of the Prophet that shows him everything is fine.
Erik: For Erik, I'd like an ipod that is filled with all different sorts of music that he's missed from all over the world. I'd like it to never need to be charged so he's not dependent on me for that. I'd also like you to make part of his room soundproof and give him instruments he hasn't had access to prior, like a keyboard, an electric guitar and perhaps a harmonica or harp. Also give him a book on cinema from it's beginning to now, so that he understands the technical stuff I don't know about.
Tosh: Peace of mind, something for her rats, pizza from the place by the Hub, and something lighthearted and group-minded. Oh! Apples to Apples.
Data: I'd like him to receive something from his Captain, and perhaps a hologram of Spot? Also, I'd like to give him a snazzy new winter suit.
Sveta: Some chocolate, and vodka and a book of other alcoholic recipes we can try. And a sample of her favorite foods from home, like takeaway or the bakery or what not. Oh! And her favorite movies on DVD so they'll work in the infirmary!
Rose: A new jacket, and a new pair of trainers, because ya always seem to need a new one when ya travel with the Doctor.
Libby: A word from Hugo, and a t-shirt that smells of him.
Angelica: A new bedding set, something warm from her time. And perhaps some new clothes for Sexby. Also, something from Elizabeth.
Tim: Some silly and fun movies that I don't have, but that he and Shego will enjoy. And word from home.
Armand: Some word from Jack that he's alright, word from home and a new jacket; something warm.
Judas: Some toys for his dog, and a new sharp suit, something warm. And a stereoscope of his very own.
Elle: Some more modern magazines, and something cute she'd like
Hayley: a new necklace to match the bracelet I got her on my travels.
Omega: A lovely illustrated book on the human body.
Victor: The same as Omega.
For Coyo: Something to see familiar stars, a sewing kit and more of the things she needs to construct her net.
For the Tenth Doctor: Something to make him smile, a sign that he did the right thing.
For the Fourth Doctor: Jelly babies and an assortments of other odd sweets. Perhaps some of the Harry Potter merchandise sort?
For Doctor Smith: A new hat.
For the Fifth Doctor: Toys for his Dog, and some sign that things are okay after everything. In the universe.
For the Marquis: A lovely new leather journal, and a leather wastepaper basket.
For the kitchen staff: For them to have a lovely, catered meal. Something brilliant.
For everyone: I want everyone to have an equal amount of fantastic presents, things from home that mean things. And food. Holidays are all about food.
For myself: I'd like to make sure that the medical supplies in the infirmary never go away again, and for my mum and family to know I'm alright. Oh! And send me pictures of Keisha. I bet she's getting big.
And I'll take care of personal gifts myself.
[*This will happen at some point in the log, Kris.]