Come home Go Home

It's the darnedest thing. Last night, for the first time in way too long, I spent a while yakking on the phone with my man Darren. Amongst the items for discussion was the seeming disappearance, based on seven long months of silence, of the mash-up king, Mark Vidler. And what to you know, waiting in my email in-box (and, presumably, in Darren's too) this morning was a Christmas update from the man himself, offering up another in his series of Christmas-themed mash-ups and with a promise of more goodies to come in the new year. I tell ya, there ought to be a university degree in coincidence-ology.