Bienvenue deux-mille huit!
Well it’s here at last, 2008 has reached us. Whether that’s good or bad is anyone’s guess I suppose! We’re one year closer to global catastrophe but also one step closer to getting rid of George ‘dubya’ Bush.
I spent New Year’s Eve at my good friends Chris & Colin’s beautiful apartment in Canary Wharf where we had nibbles and champagne and watched the fireworks on their awesome panoramic view balcony, we could see the eye perfectly! Then headed home on the free, and slightly packed DLR.
I’m not sure whether I’ve made any resolutions this year. I suppose if I had to make one it’d be the old chestnut of going to the gym more often, which I know shouldn’t be difficult what with it being about 30 seconds from my front door – but still, EFFORT.
I hope everyone enjoyed their parties, or whatever it was you chose to do for New Year’s Eve – here’s wishing you a prosperous 2008, good riddance 2007.
Lets hope that the good start you had for 2008 is good omen and is indicative of how the rest of the year goes.
Sound like your view at midnight was better than mine
That cat is looking H-U-G-E!
Yeah, he’s massive. He’s not fat, in fact far from it, but he’s about 3ft long now. It’s crazy.