Wednesday 1st January 2020

New Years Day.

All was quiet. Except for Bono yelling.

But I digress.

Going to bed after midnight meant we laid in bed until ten past eight! Which is the latest we have laid abed probably since last New Year's Day.

It was light, and both the cats and birds were hungry.

So up, and in this order: fed the cats, topped up the bird feeders and made coffee.

The new year looked no different from the old one to be honest, and never does. But it is New Year. We have breakfast, more coffee and then go out to see Mike and Jane, but it turned out they did go out NYE and we almost certainly sleeping off the effects. So, we go to see Jen, give her and Betty a Christmas kiss. And that is that.

Back home for lunch, and me to listen to the football.

Yes, listen. I thought when I got Sky Sports back I would see lots of football. I see some, but two rounds of games in December were on Amazon, and the New Year's games we all on BT. All ten of them. That also meant that Talk Sport would be doing the radio, meaning lots of ads for all sorts of shit.

For lunch we have more sliced salt beef, crusty bread and pickles. This being supplemented later in the afternoon by the very last of the Christmas Cake. The second Christmas Cake.

We ate well, and drank too, meaning that the afternoon was a battle to stay awake. There was football, lots of football. I listened to one game on the radio and watched a EFL game in the TV.

Football heaven.

The 3 o'clock games was Ipswich at Wycombe, and what dreadful hoofing it was to behold. Former Canary legend, Paul Lambert, had just signed a four-year contract extension. If this is what his team have been serving up, then good luck to them. Norwich played at half five, so I follow it on the radio and by Twitter, but at seven there is silence as the new series of Dr Who is to begin.

I'm happy not watching it any more, Jools is beginning to have doubts too, but it seems escapist nonsense.

An episode of The Expanse, and the then the second half of Man Utd at Arsenal to follow, and that was it. For JOols the Christmas holiday was over, I had just one more day, and I would be back on the chain gang.