Wow, first sober new year since I realised how much fun alcohol can be! I enjoyed it in a strangely sober way! Work was fine, felt much better although didn't each much and stomach still ached from cramping all night, but was a whole lot better than the day before. We headed over to Dave and Eleanors early evening and had a nice meal, caught up on the gossip and put the world to rights.
There was a lot of champagne flowing due to Eleanor's news of being pregnant. I'd offered to drive as I still don't really feel up to alcohol so Paul made the most of it!
He's feeling a little tender now, as I am sure is most of the adult population. I feel quite smug!
We're off to the races this afternoon, it's damn cold!
Happy Birthday, Sis! Forty fucking years old! Can’t believe we’re
celebrating this milestone without you still knocking around, but celebrate
it we will. P...
5 years ago
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