Farewell noughties! Hello teenties! Or whatever you’re going to call yourselves. But do decide soon. Use of ‘The Next Decade” is going to become problematic in just a few hours, and “The Decade That We’re In At The Minute” is awkward in all sorts of ways.
Off out soon for five course New Year shenanigans, with as much Moet and Chandon as I can stomach. The way it’s worked out, I’ll be ringing in the bells several hours ahead of most of you reading this from your cold and snowy shores, but that’s okay, it isn’t a race.
Although, of course, I still win.
Have a happy and (reasonably) safe celebration, wherever you are. A new decade awaits….