Mrs G. is still cooking up a storm (late shift). Ever eager to enter into the festive spirit, she’s decorated her toque blanche with tinsel. You think I jest? I never jest. Not so much Swedish Chef as Scottish woman with vast array of sharp implements within reach. And talking of Scottish chefs… ‘Nick Nairn decked on the corner of Union Row.’ Aberdeen nightlife obviously hasn’t changed over the years (Mrs G. lived on Union Row and I worked round the corner). Never a place to loiter at chucking out time.