So, yes, I did indeed raise a glass. More than one. In fact, I rather lost track of the exact number. Hey ho, that’s new year for you.
Today has been spent largely recovering, with portions of Mary Poppins, Bedknobs and Broomsticks, and assorted other such fare to keep me going. I finally appear to have broken through, although this evening’s curry most certainly helped. Today has therefore been a write-off, but expecting anything else was hardly realistic.
The first day of the year is really just the last day of the previous in disguise, and has ever been so.