I’ve got just over a week and I’m panicking. I’m sat eating my Christmas dinner and all I can think is ‘I’ve not bought a map, I’ve no idea what to pack, where’s my suitcase?’

Then comes my secret santa present and perspective is regained. You see, as the first Boswell to be visiting the Big Apple I am under strict orders to take too many photographs, see everything I’ve always dreamt about, and return home with something from Tiffany’s, Audrey Hepburn style.