I’m fairly fresh. No real hangover but would have liked more sleep. One of the dogs isn’t well so I’m sat reading a book keeping a eye on it. Every other one of the clan is asleep obviously. I’ll be breaking Dry January around midday.
Got home, saw the NY in and went to bed. Feel fine this morning, sun is shining, I think a long walk on the beach is calling. All the best for 2019. ( Can’t wish the teams you support the same, unfortunately! )
I was reading a book while keeping an eye on the dog. I’m now just keeping an eye on the dog as I can’t read a book while the ever-present-in-law is talking at me and throwing in rhetorical questions that I have to acknowledge. Happy ****ing new year. Same as it ever was.
No hangover. When it got to midnight and I’m trying to polish off the Xmas drink so it doesn’t tempt me in January.
Who will be the first to confess they head butted a lamp post and passed out covered in their own blood, piss and vomit?
