Our good buddy Frankenkeith has left these shores for the (hopefully) sunny climes of the antipodes to spend a fair bit of the winter with his daughter who resides in the land down under.
We wish him bon voyage and many a "g'day, mate" as he attempts to cope with walking around upside down with a koala up his trouser leg which I believe is the norm in Australia.
We'll miss you during the festive season, cobber - make sure you down a couple of amber nectars and tip a glass in our direction (that'll be upwards).
In the meantime, we'll continue to wave at Frankenkeith's house as we walk past. We never can tell whether he's in or not so we wave anyway. It's become something of a family ritual.