I appear to be on my own here. 5:00 a.m. wife, step-daughter, hubby and two kids disappear downstairs to open presents. 7:30 a.m. I'm woken up by sound of a hobbyhorse-riding elf, make my way downstairs. 8:40 a.m. having had some toast and coffee I appear to be losing the battle to delay opening by presents until after I've had a shower.