Doff your caps to the boys at sea
Whilst you're enjoying your turkey curry spare a thought for the world's mariners, says Dougal Paver.
It's been a good Christmas: the traditional vices of gluttony, sloth and avarice were much in evidence and Everton clocked up 4 points out of 6. My three year old has embraced this all with gusto, which is why I'm now in work - for a rest.
Others, of course, lack the choice. A cursory glance out of our office window, 300 feet above the Mersey, will tell you as much.
Right now more than 30 ships are in the dock system on their way to and fro such glamorous locations as Baltimore, New York and, er, Belfast. Aboard each is a small band of mariners, busting a gut in one of the hardest, least glamorous professions around.
And most are thousands of miles from their family.
So, whilst you're enjoying your new Nintendo Wii spare a thought for the fellas who toiled and laboured across storm-lashed seas to bring it from Taiwan to Britain. Theirs is a story largely untold and we should doff our caps to them.
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