I'm not much of a fan of the lacuna between Xmas and New Year — a melancholy ennui descends which everyone seems powerless fill other than with an excess of eating, drinking and listless tv-watching.
I must ask Wilson to organise some jolly diversions for New Year's Eve to fill the time while we wait for Clive James to smirkingly remind us what a shoddy year we've just lived through.
Still, there's always Andy Williams and his White Heather Club Hogmanay Party to look forward to…
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