As an extra special treat for all the good FT boys and girls Father Xmas dropped off a very special guest show at the office from our very own bad Santa Max Wright.
Its only taken us a year of hounding Max into recording another show but it is the epitome of delayed gratification and we're not talking about Sting's sexual practises (get your minds out of the gutter).
Max descends the chimney with his bulging sack and there's not a stocking filler in sight. Its the musical equivalent of getting a vintage Meccano set or the last Tamagochi in the shop in 1997 and well worth waking mum and dad up at 6am to unwrap. Big ups to Mr Max!
We're going to take a couple of weeks out for Xmas (will post some vintage shows in the meantime) and we will be back in the new year with some FT news for everyone.
In the meantime have yourselves the merriest of Xmas' and catch up with everyone on the other side.
