Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

I don't have a chimney so you'll have to read my blog to find out what I want. I'm getting my letter in early this year so we can avoid a repeat of last year's socks and cufflinks fiasco. You really effed up there Santa: maybe go easy on the booze at the other houses before you get to mine, eh?

Anyway. Listen up: and listen with BOTH ears.

I want a Rickenbacker 360 from Vintage & Rare Guitars (above) in Denmark Street. A black one. Blonde at a push.

If they don't have that then I'll take a Gretsch Chet Atkins. In green. Only in green.

Ta.

Clapton Pond Esq.

P.S. Will wait up for you. And here's the deal: No guitar for me – no mince pie and whisky for you. And Rudolph can whistle for his carrot.