So it was very very nice to be back at the cottage for New Year this year. Unhelpfully I was accompanied by a bloody annoying stomach bug that began the morning we headed to them – having got up, fed Scrumpy, showered, washed hair etc I sat down and thought, oh crap – I feel sick! And then was..
Not the very bestest thing to have, but still had a fab couple of nights in Thakeham with J&R and our furry girls. And hopefully next year I will be in better nick to do more damage to the roast beef than I could quite muster up this time round, sorry Ross.
Amazing that we have all made it to 2022 – and even to 1am, which is the first time in bloody ages that we've been up that late. Must. Do. Better! J & I still haven't had covid (to our knowledge), three of us as ever are embarking on a NY diet (J excluded, obvs) and we stuck a bunch of things on our 'ideas for stuff to do this year' list, so here's hoping we can get on with a few of those sooner rather than later.
Come on 2022, you haven't got a lot to live up to of late, so pull your finger out and surprise us all for the better x