Disgusted - if not surprised - to see Easter eggs on sale in Sainsbury's today, alongside the selection boxes. That's proper Easter eggs, not mini eggs or creme eggs - which does seem to be hitting a new low. I'm kind of resigned to year-round hot cross buns that are invariably disappointing ... but is nothing sacred as a properly seasonal treat? Couldn't they at least hold back until 2024?

A jolly, rather than a spine-chilling Christmas Carol on Saturday afternoon - but what a setting. I couldn't help thinking of all the Christmas festivities that must have been held here over 400 years. Although perhaps not when it was 'bedsit accommodation for spinsters'.

Well, that was .... boring. I think I slumbered through the second half. A saccharine Wonka with no darkness in his soul - Roald Dahl must be spinning in his grave.