It's New Year's Eve - traditionally in England that means excessive use of alcohol resulting in ridiculous behaviour that you spend the rest of the year apologising for. I shan't be joining in this year. Since I have been living with Cath, it's always been the one 'party' that we do our best to avoid, preferring an early night with a nice cup of tea. Still, I hope the rest of you at least think you are having a good time and don't feel too poorly tomorrow. I am going to a party this evening mind - an 'anti new years eve party' where a disparate bunch of musicians are all going to turn up with their instruments and attempt to make merry without glugging gallons of alcohol. I'd like to say that it will be fun, but I ain't sure.
Anyway on to hands, the supposed focus of this blog. Last night the left one woke me twice, actually causing me to scream out with the pain. This morning it's business as usual, purty sore but what the hey, we have codeine.
Somerset is beautiful this morning, covered in a light hoar-frost that makes everything sparkle - so I used my superb new cameras panorama facility to take this picture from my bathroom window. Right, more coffee I think.
Current Pain Rating: 7
Happy New Year
ReplyDeleteFrom The Future
I have seen 2009 already and it will be fine and dandy.
We'll suffer economic flu for a while but with plenty of fluids and rest things will improve.
Lights and noises will appear in the the night sky.
Friendly visitors from Alpha C will teach us how to do transplants from primates (monkey lungs anyone?).
Finally personal jet packs will be available free from DVLA Swansea.
A new political force will rise in the south.
A strange new guitar style will evolve which requires severe body modification. Hoards of would be guitarists will perform radical self surgery in attempts to emulate the style.