It's New Years Eve, but I am going to be a stick in the mud tonight, I am staying at home and I might ..if I can be bothered stay up to see in the new year. I love Christmas, but New Year doesn't mean much to me apart from crowds of people in the pubs trying fruitlessly to get served. At the end of the night, you have to wait ages for a taxi, then after an exceedingly long wait you will be lucky to get one at all. I usually get stuck beside someone in the taxi queue who is as drunk as a skunk. ( Yes, we do get the occasional drunk skunk around these parts as well as the odd squirrel. I thought squirrels would be more refined, obviously not!) They insist on talking drivvle about how much they love everyone blah, blah, blah, snore!
Oh well, I wish you all a very happy New Year........yes even you, the drunkard in the taxi queue.