31.

I feel like I should be saying all sorts of profound end of the year and beginning of a new year shiz but really if you’ve lived through 60 odd, even though the first 10 or more were meaningless, you realise that actually they’re all exactly that, meaningless.
So all that I need to say is we had a nice evening at #66. Drank Prosecco. Ate Nandos ( vegan obviously) and watched Jools and his Hootenanny, with several games of Exploding Kittens in between.
I wish you all a kind, gentle and love filled 2022.