I was a little worried about my little plastic mate going on rugby tour to France with a bunch of Irish fanatics. What I didn't quite anticipate was that I should have packed his thermals.
All this after a surreal moment on a Belfast door-mat when he arrived at the same time as a fantastic fast-food brochure.
'Cod and chips Jesus?'
'It's OK son, I can make my own.'
It's been a good year for the beardy wheely one - Japan, Gozo, Australia, St Lucia, Africa. I want his air miles.