I am sure I'm not alone in hating new years eve. The night on which my normally law abiding and civil neighbours have a drink or two. When in fact they are shit at it and should be banned from alcohol at all times. They then think it's ok to invite everybody in for a drink and then play loud music and send off fireworks until they finally fall over in a puddle of their own vomit around 2 the following morning. If you are going to behave that way then at least have the decency to learn the words of Auld Lang Syne.
I hate the fact that people wish everybody in their address book a happy new year when the truth is that anybody who actually knows me would be aware that I'm never that fucking happy.
The local pubs which I support all year, or used to, suddenly think it's ok to charge twenty quid to get in just because they have put some plates of ebola flavoured nibbles on the bar. Well it's fucking not.
And the local taxi drivers, who again I make great use of during the year, increase the charge to run me home from a tenner to fifty quid. I know they are working on new years eve and all that crap but the truth is they made that decision so don't take it out on me.
My plans this year? Put a bit of extra 2 stroke oil in the strimmer and then tackle the grass verges out the front. At 7 o clock tomorrow morning.
Happy new year.
I hate the fact that people wish everybody in their address book a happy new year when the truth is that anybody who actually knows me would be aware that I'm never that fucking happy.
The local pubs which I support all year, or used to, suddenly think it's ok to charge twenty quid to get in just because they have put some plates of ebola flavoured nibbles on the bar. Well it's fucking not.
And the local taxi drivers, who again I make great use of during the year, increase the charge to run me home from a tenner to fifty quid. I know they are working on new years eve and all that crap but the truth is they made that decision so don't take it out on me.
My plans this year? Put a bit of extra 2 stroke oil in the strimmer and then tackle the grass verges out the front. At 7 o clock tomorrow morning.
Happy new year.